I’m going on vacation in a few days. In the past, this would have been cause for celebration, would have brought on a deep sense of relaxation. After this last year, though, I’m quite nervous about the prospect. Why? Because vacation is always about seeing the sights, shopping, and eating!
Some of the things I remember best about previous vacations involve meals. There was the unique, delicious Cranberry Gourmet in the middle of Times Square, having the world’s biggest breakfast buffet at The Aladdin in Vegas, and ordering sinful desserts in a beautiful hotel in Florida with friends. I don’t want to confine myself to salads on this trip. It’s very hard to eat healthy on the go, and I plan to be on the go all the time (weather, please be good to me!).
I’m trying to not worry about food and weight gain. I want to enjoy my vacation without constantly checking to see if my pants are getting tighter. I’ve worked really hard this past week, and plan to leading up to my trip, to hopefully minimize the damage. This trip is going to be a test for me of how well I can enjoy food without overeating, how well I can eat something because I’m hungry and it tastes good without wanting to eat five more of whatever it is.
Wish me luck!
