This morning Angel and I will be leaving the waterpark and heading to Milwaukee for my cousin’s wedding. Earlier this week my oldest cousin asked me to go running with him while we were both there for the wedding.
I told him that I don’t run while I am on vacation. I don’t exercise. I don’t workout. I do nothing at all.
He might have talked me into it if I hadn’t left home already.
To save face, I told him that I was going to get my workout on the dance floor.
When I am on vacation I lighten up a little. I have that extra beer. I eat the french fries. I might even dust off the wallet to buy a souvenir or two. But it don’t exercise.
Yesterday after spending 10 hours at the waterpark, I was getting tired. We must have walked 20 miles. We climbed a skyscraper’s amount of steps while carrying heavy tubes. My 17 year old daughter questioned why I was feeling tired. Me, the great marathon runner with boundless energy. After 10 hours, why can’t I keep up with a 17 year old?
Tonight I will be tearing up the dance floor.
But I don’t do anything at all while on vacation. I relax. I have that extra beer. I eat the fries..
Who am I kidding? I love leading an active life!