We’re nearing the end of vacation and I have mixed emotions. On one hand I wish I could live like this everyday, have family nearby and enjoy margaritas everyday at sunset. On the other hand, I thrive on routine. It’s a curse.
I haven’t been too great about exercise on this vacation. We’ve been busy bustling the whole gang around, but as for structured exercise, yesterday was my one wog. I took Koda and we went 2.7 miles on the beach. It was so serene and it felt great to wiggle.
Plus, with no leash laws, Koda got to wiggle, too, and covered at least twice the distance I did.
My body has been craving normalcy, so between the margaritas and Dean’s French onion dip, I managed to fit in some old familiar greens yesterday before the beach.
After a brief stint on the sand, we retired to the pool for splashing, dunking and watermelon.
And this was all before noon! After lunch we bummed…
…but only briefly. Then we were off to catch some crabs!
I may or may not have secretly pretended to be Joey Potter during this escapade.
Upon returning home, I made mermaid jewelry with my sweet niece.
Before heading to the beach for sunset.
A few deep breaths in the salty breeze was the perfect ending to a busy day. Vacation is really wonderful, especially when I can learn to relax, let my routine fall by the wayside and embrace it in all it’s glory. It’s not always easy for me, but I’m learning.
Do you ever have trouble letting go of routine on vacation?