Day 47: Post-vacation blues/bliss

Finally settling back into my home, my routine, my regular life after a few days away. We had a fantastic time in New York last weekend: lots of old friends, beautiful weather for walking, and of course, a gorgeous wedding. Our daughter stayed in Louisville with her grandparents so it was nice to enjoy a few days of kid-free fun. It was a great break for everybody.

As far as KFB while I was away -- I did my best. I only missed one workout while I was gone, and I think that's pretty great. (Can I substitute 2 hours of dancing for a KFB workout? Cause that's basically what happened.) I definitely didn't get enough sleep, but that's temporary. I made good choices during the day, and in the evenings I just relaxed and ate what I wanted. Lots of fabulous Indian food, which meant plenty of vegetables, although probably plenty of oil & butter too. I know, though, that I did so much better overall than I would have done without a plan. I know my training took a hit, but it was brief, it was special, and it was worthwhile.

I saw a lot of people who hadn't seen me in a while, and they all commented about how great I looked. I felt good, too. I wore two short dresses that I wouldn't have worn a year ago, one strapless and the other one-shouldered, to show off my arms. I had plenty of energy for all our walking around town and dancing at the wedding, and I attribute that to my training, too. Good motivation to keep it up!

So now I'm back at home, and this is the hard part, as I knew it would be. There's always a little post-vacation malaise, as I'm back to doing laundry and changing diapers. This morning's workout really kicked my ass. Is it just me or did things get a lot harder this week? I really had to push myself through the workout today. Whoa, so many side crunches!

But I'm glad to be back, because I basically enjoy my life, and I feel a bit renewed after my little break. Time to blast through the last 6 weeks!

FORGOT TO MENTION: I have joined a co-ed kickball team. (If you don't know kickball, it's like baseball except you kick a rolled ball instead of hitting it with a bat.) This is BIG, because a) I don't do team sports, never have and b) I've never been confident in my abilities to do anything athletic. Now, a summer kickball league is basically an excuse to drink beer, it's so not serious at all, but it feels like a big deal to me. Kickball was a special torture to me in elementary school, when I was chubby and asthmatic and generally useless on the playground. I get nervous just thinking about it. But now that I'm stronger and leaner and more coordinated (hopefully!) I'm willing to try it again. Thank you KFB!