Don't ever take too many days off from writing in your blog, cuz then you have WAY TOO MANY THINGS swirling around in your head, and it gets overwhelming to even consider writing.
But I'm here. And I'm writing. I'm listening to "Father Figure" by George Michael -- guess I needed a late 80s fix. I also had 1/2 of a movie-sized box of Dots candy for dinner. I don't even really LIKE Dots, but there they were at the Circuit City cash register (electronics stores should NOT sell candy!) and I was hungry.... Guess I'll use the sugar to fuel tomorrow's workout.
Ok so yeah, MATT, I did go somewhere, and that somewhere is Mexico! We stayed at Adventure Spa Palace in Playa del Carmen. The resort was huge and everything was included, from the bottled water and Pepsi Light (hooray!) to the upside-down bottles of tequila, rum, and whiskey in your room (wasted on us, as we are non drinkers!). It was a work trip, so Tim had some meetings to attend, and one day rather than working out, I laid in a hammock for about 3 hours and read a book -- sheer heaven! (The book, "Eat, Pray, Love" is wonderful, and I finished it on the trip. Lots to think about and re-read from the author's year-long trip to Italy, India, and Indonesia.)
We only took a few pictures, but Tim took the camera to Palm Springs where he's golfing this week, so I can't post them yet. But I have to tell you about a nice compliment I received. We went to the fitness center. Tim was on the treadmill, and I was in the group exercise room. I'd found a jump rope, and I was doing circuits of jumping rope, jumps onto the stage (at about 20" tall, this was the hardest thing), pushups, and dips. One of the instructors approached me, and said in heavily accented English, "You like the fitness, right?" I said, "Yes, I do like fitness." He said, "I hope you do not mind if I say this, but you have a beautiful body." Note to any 20-something guy who wants to say anything nice to a 40-something : bring it on, baby! Then he repeated the compliment, and left, and I attacked my workout with a vengeance.
It was easy to eat well on the trip, if eating well includes chocolate with every dinner (and to my way of thinking, it does!). Fresh fruit and eggs for breakfast. Salad and salmon for lunch. But traveling 12 hours one day, to stay 2 days, then repeating the travel route the next day was a little too much for me. So on the return trip, I ate anything I wanted to, in a deliberate conscious effort to numb my feelings. And it worked.
But now I'm back on the wagon, so to speak (minus the Dots of tonight's dinner). And I'm putting on the bodybugg again tomorrow, hoping to get into the low 130s by summer.
In non-fitness stuff, I'm attacking a couple of organizing projects that have things strewn around everywhere. Actually, it's just one project that I'm tackling, and it's called "my books." I LOVE books. My husband thinks I have an Amazon addiction, but I think addiction is a very negative word. I just like presents. And when UPS comes to the door with a present, well it's really a happy thing.
Ok, so seriously, I do have lots of books. Virtually all of them are non-fiction. I read at least 1/2 of each of them, and because they're non-fiction, I re-read them. But I've never taken the time to categorize them and make them available in a non-secretive sort of way. So that's what I'm working on, and doing it while Tim's gone is perfect, because I've got them scattered all around our bedroom in piles (fitness, parenting, organization, cookbooks, vegetarian/raw eating, and spirit are the names of the biggest piles). Tim's a little (LOT) more organized than I am, so having piles of books around the perimeter of the bedroom probably wouldn't make him a happy guy, so this is a good project to tackle while he's gone.
When I write next I'll explain why I'm not accepting any new clients at this time (no, I'm not training like 100 people or anything -- and it's really a good thing too!), and start to put down my thoughts on how I'm going to train for the Nike half-marathon (I'm SO excited!!!).