I also ate piles and piles of sugar. I am not weighing myself until Monday to give my body a chance to recover from the major traveling days and the absolute binging I did for awhile.
No lies here- the trip was REALLY hard for me because it took me out of the carefully constructed world of routines I was surviving in.
I did so much and there were times I will always remember. Brown, fragrant, hot roads in Provence that I will never forget. My body helped me go there. My body sweated and survived there.
It is time now to get back into the routines I survive on, forget the discretions, and forge ahead. One thing I kept journaling over and over again while we were away was how much I truly ENJOY my life.
