I haven't blogged in a while and that is because I've been off to Italy enjoying a lovely vacation with my darling and his parents.
We went to a place in Italy where they used to go on vacation when my sweetie was a boy. They spent ten summers there 20-30 years ago and as fate would have it, I also went to the little Italian village once when I was 12. We didn't meet the, but last year we decided to give his parents this week in Italy with us as our gold wedding present.
Here's the view from our hotel bedroom:
We got to see that while some things change, most of that place has kept its atmosphere and is more or less as it was. It was quite moving.
What had changed most were the people ... my in-laws felt a bit older and frailer than before (my father-in-law needs crutches or a wheel chair due to a stiff leg and hip - we borrowed a wheel chair at the hotel so my father-in-law could move around more easily) - some of the people they knew in the village had moved or had passed away, which is how it goes.
While the palm trees had grown a lot taller and the chairs and parasols on the beaches sported new colors - the sand, beach, wind and waves were the same; the walkways along the beach wore the same tile pattern, the coconut seller still hollered out his "Coco Bella" on the beach, the market day was still a bustling affair, the stalls selling all kinds of food and junk was still fun and fascinating to see.
And I have changed.
Every day on this vacation I went with my sweetie on an early morning run along the beach before dropping by the bakery to pick up bread for our breakfast on our way back to our hotel. This would NEVER have happened before. I would have spent the morning lazing in bed while my darling went out to forage and been hard pressed to move much at all during the day, unless it was at a slow walk.
It feels great to be more active and do things with less effort than before. I cherish each time I notice such changes in myself, and want to keep cherishing these changes. I have not been troubled by any lack of "motivation" and I believe that is because there has been a shift in me from 'before' to 'now' and the NOW I live with DOING things is so much better and vastly different from the before with wishing things differently, but not doing much at all about it. All I "wish" is to always always remember to DO so I don't end up back where I was.
Speaking of changes- one thing that hasn't changed for most of May is my weight. I've been hovering around 105 kg +/- 1 kg since April. Mind you, I'm not discouraged, the trend is still downwards, albeit slower than before.
And it can take its merry time - I will live my life as an active healthy person and keep exercising almost every day, and while I keep on doing that, the weight is bound to come off eventually.
There IS room for improvement too. I know I could eat more sensibly on occasions - I keep striving to get enough water and freggies and there is something to be said for making stricter food choices and not allowing the weekend "splurge" to get out of hand, but I'm not after perfection and I have found that I am happier when I have some flexibility built into my life.
I'm working on catching up on all your blogs and posts while I've been away. I might be some time getting back to you with replies, since I'm also gearing up for my very first 5K race this Friday.
It's very exciting! My darling and I will leave for Copenhagen on Thursday and run this 5K race with some friends we have there on Friday night. I just KNOW it'll be great and fun experience.
I suspect it'll be moving to cross that finish line.
I mean - who could have thought last year that *I* would ever participate in a running event of any kind?!?
I did a 4K training round tonight and clocked my best time yet, and I'm wondering if it would be smart to avoid running for the rest of the week to keep the legs fresh until Friday? I can take the bike for a spin or do some walking instead? What do you runners think?