Tuesday, October 16, 2012
The Ugly of Vacation Time
I'm pretty sure I ate my weight in pie at the Grand Traverse Pie Company. Is it a bad sign when you check in to a place on Yelp for the 4th time in a week and the badge says "hey fat ass, it's time to ease up on the pie!" I'm pretty sure there is an entire section of my bloated butt dedicated specifically to that place. There were nights I wondered if I could sleep flat being so gorged. Why the hell do I do that to myself? I had every intention of exercising a few times (though it wasn't "scheduled" so we didn't miss any- we just considered any we got in to be extra), we even brought the resistance bands and a travel scale. We'd hop on it every morning and say "yep, we're screwed." But honestly, I wouldn't change too much about it. We tried almost every restaurant and for all of the gorging we did there were small victories like throwing away things that weren't worth the calories, ordering water most of the time until we discovered Northwoods Cream Sodas and I had more pop than I've had in a long time. (About 3 bottles all week) Thankfully I can't get it anywhere near us or I might have a serious soda habit. We even bought some honeycrisp apples from different roadside stands. Of course we did more wrong than we did right including being afraid to drink water because of all of the driving we were doing and not knowing where bathrooms were. See this?
This is called dehydration. Nope, I wasn't water logged or anything and we both looked that way. It was quite sexy. By our last day my body was trying to hang on to every last drop of water and I couldn't even get my rings back on.
Of course you come back, weigh yourself, scream/faint and then drown yourself in water to make up for all of the H2O you lacked the week before. I wee'd 4x before noon. There is nothing more interesting than that first workout after coming back from a week long oink fest. I burned 1140 calories in 45 minutes. The Mr was unable to get such a burn. Why, you ask? Remember that dune roll he was looking forward to? Well, upon watching the video, we noticed he basically dropped the People's Elbow (pro wrestling reference for ya) on the wet, hard sand. Thinking he was fooling around, I told him to "roll down the dune you old bastard" and made him roll again, he rolled 3x and declared himself dizzy. I goaded him until he did a few more rolls. Now most people wouldn't roll with their arms tucked into their sides so as he rolled, he was basically speed bumping his ribs with each roll. We're on day four of being sore and not being able to properly workout. So it'll be treadmill for him while I bust my hump doing DVD's beside him. Note to men trying to relive their youth...you're not 12 anymore...deal with it. Oh yeah and stick your arms straight out like Superman if you're going to roll down a steep hill.
I'll be doing a better true recap tomorrow but had to give the ugly before I get to the good.
Have you injured yourself trying to recreate an activity from your youth?
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