This morning, I woke up to snow.
Yesterday, I was here.
My body is so confused.
And frankly, it’s angry with me.
I had an amazing weekend away with friends in Puerto Rico (more to come on that later this week) that was great for my soul. Thanks to Verizon barely working there, I was forced to unplug all weekend, which was really nice. I also laughed until I cried so many times that I think my ultimate demise will be from laughing while taking a sip on something and choking. There’s worse ways to go.
But I only ran once and I truly don’t think I had a green vegetable while there. Between that and lady problems, the amount of bloating I feel right now is pretty uncomfortable. I’m generally pretty good at staying on track on vacation, but, well, it just didn’t happen this time.
Coverup: Lilly, obviously. My mother is a mind-reader and had actually bought this for me for my birthday before I even blogged about it. As soon as she read my post, she told me not to buy anything before my birthday!
Adios pina coladas, it’s back to the treadmill for me.
Are you good at staying on track on vacation? Also, more importantly, what’s your favorite tropical drink? I have to say, our hotel made some killer peach sangria.