Vacation Workout

I had a lot of time to think on vacation, traveling with my best friend Mike is a comfort. We've known each other for 20 years now and know how to be together.  We are both single so both know the value of alone time in the midst of being together.  I mention this to say that he didn't even bat an eye at my need to go running on the ship, I don't know that he woke up completely.  

Trudging around the track it nearly stopped me in my tracks, not only did I take running shoes on vacation but I was using them.  I was running in the middle of the ocean because I wanted to and for no other reason.  I took the time that morning and just relaxed into it.  I didn't critique my style, I didn't get (too) jealous of the gazelle who kept bounding past me with her blonde pony tail bouncing or the sprinter who lapped me more than the laps I actually ran, I kept my eyes open and I just ran my run.

There is something strange and empowering about coming home from vacation having lost 5 lbs and not wracked with guilt over poor choices.  I enjoyed every minute and every bite and every step on the trip but I know it's just starting.