Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Vacation...all I ever wanted...



For the past week or so I've been doing a lot of this...

This is actually the husband, but you get the point.

And this...



And a little of this...


And this...



That's right...my family hit the beach for our now annual vacation. Now, when I say family...i mean F A M I L Y. Me, the hubs, the Lulu (my daughter), my mom, my step dad, my dad, my step mom, my brother and his future wife.

Yes, you read that right. My parents...my divorced parents...vacation with each other and their spouses. I know...we're weird, but it works for us.

This post isn't about my family dynamic though. (That's a whole other issue!) Before I left, I was unsure about how I was going to handle my food/exercise routine while away. I hemmed and hawed about bringing my trusty WW journal, then never took it out of my bag. I debated about what I would do for exercise, and then let the opportunities find me.

This week was an experiment in control for me. I ate different foods than I normally would at home (pretzels, snacks, etc.) but I had reasonable portions. Any desserts were 3 bite tastings. I drank more alcohol than I would normally during the week, but tried to balance each drink with water. Exercise came in the form of walks on the beach and canoeing with the hubs. I went with the flow and I didn't stress about it. I wore tank tops and sleeveless shirts, which is huge for me because I am always self conscious about my arms. I didn't freak out about being in my bathing suit. For that week, I let the choices come naturally and I didn't stress.

The result? My clothes don't feel any tighter than when I left. I honestly haven't stepped on the scale yet, so I don't know if there is any change in the numbers. I am back journalling, P90X-ing (damn you Tony Horton and your one armed pushups), and kickboxing. I have a new perspective and attitude...for now at least. I have the same goals and motivations, but I have left some of the overwhelming pressure that I put on myself subside. I am doing my best. I am working hard. I am moving forward. Triumph over these damn fat pants will be mine!