I promised myself I wouldn’t post anymore this week, but truth be told, after 10 years it feels weird if I go more than a few days without sharing something on the blog at least really quick.
So since I’m up before everyone AGAIN, it felt like the perfect time to sneak on the computer. I just can’t sleep much past 6 anymore — I’ve ruined myself forever with 5:30 AM alarms .
First things first, my diet has been horrendous this week so far. It’s not that it’s impossible to eat at least semi-healthy while at the beach, it’s just that I don’t want to. I #wycwyc where I can — ordering kid-sized ice cream cones, starting my day with a healthy homemade breakfast at the beach house, making water my drink of choice, sharing fries with the kids instead of ordering my own, things like that — but I’m only here one week out of the year and I refuse to miss out and stress about my vacation food choices.
It’s just not worth it, to me anyway.
Plus, I’d pretty much give up pizza all year just so I could eat it here every day this week — it’s THAT good.
My food may be a bit off the mark, but I’m killing it in the exercise department. So far I’ve completed all my planned workouts and as soon as I hit publish on this I’ll be off for today’s 30=minute beach run.
I felt a little awkward doing my own workouts on the boardwalk complete with sit-ups, push-ups, squats and jump rope but I did it!
And guess what… no one pointed or snickered or even cared. They were all too busy doing their own thing. If anything, I got a few smirks from the lifeguards as they are always working out in public. It felt more like a ha-have-fun-with-that-I’m-done-for-the-day smile.
Maybe it’s age, but don’t care anymore anyway. It’s nice to finally be at a place where I don’t let my fear stop me from doing things I want to do. I’m a little self conscious but I still do whatever it is I want to and that’s really all that matters.
I though I’d end with a few more photos. I’ve disconnected so much I haven’t even bothered to bring my regular camera out with us during the day so these are all shot with my phone.
Sometimes I just need a break from being the family photographer but I can’t help snapping things like this.
I just get this overwhelming feeling of not wanting to forget certain moments or images of the kids when they are this age.
Between Mr. Goofy and Mr. Affectionate they always seem to be doing something I want to capture.
Beach week is one of my favorite times of year. I swear, if I could convince The Husband to move here I would.
Then again, I’m not sure I’d like it in December.