Hikes, Cappuccinos, Croissants
Happy last day of March. I’m pretty sure I’ve gained at least 4 lbs in the last 2 weeks, and guess what, although everything feels a tad bit more snug, I’m mentally fine with it and actually don’t care much. Why? Because I know that in a short time, I go back home to normalcy and my routine that I love so much. Also, because I live by the concept of everything in moderation. It’s why I tell people back home that I eat very plain so I always have room for chocolate…because a life without chocolate isn’t much fun at all, now is it?
However, there are steps that need to be taken to ensure that my almost daily cornetto and gelato doesn’t really get the best of me. The progress I’ve made with putting my Lupus in remission, stemmed from fitness and this overall healthy lifestyle, and that is my way of life. So being the active girl that I am, I decided that in order to indulge on the daily, I need to trek down into town in the mornings to get my cappuccino and croissant. That little walk alone, with the walking that is done here throughout the day, puts me at a good moving distance that I’m comfortable with while being on vacation. I attempted to go to a gym here, but the nice owner kept talking to me throughout my entire workout, forcing me to remove my earbuds, which, if you know me, you’d know that is not ok on any level. So my stint with the gym ended with that one session.
I did bring bands that I play with as well, but honestly, the fact that I’m constantly moving is good not only for my body, but for my mind as well. The walks I go on back home are very different than here. I can really appreciate how being in Italy touches my heart and soul and puts me in an entirely different mental place, where I’m calm and able to embrace the slower pace and tranquility. Vacation for me isn’t an excuse to go off the charts crazy. Rather, it’s enjoying opportunities presented to me, embracing the culture of where I’m at, and really taking in this entire experience of our mother/daughter trip. Me and mama enjoy our walks into town, we get to chat and take fun photos.
On the walks she doesn’t come on, I have my music, this Italian countryside… and lizards. So you best believe that I listen to that music AND sing along loudly in order to not hear the rustle of these big, snakelike creatures I really do.not like. My reward is beating my previous times for the walk, getting to town where my beautiful friends are making my cappuccino, and getting to chat with them and everyone who comes in… a simpler way of life. And then of course, there’s this first of many beautiful hills to get back home..