Every morning I wake up and DON’T have to commute to ANYWHERE but the mile and a half to the inn, I rejoice.
My gratitude extends to many more things, but early-on I’m reminded of the grim reality faced by hundreds of thousands of Californians: driving to work.
Since we live so close to the inn we’ve taken to walking to work several days a week. This is a direct by-product of our “Italian Holiday”…twice over. I liked how I felt when I was walking again. Carol liked the idea of me loosing what was beginning to resemble early pregnancy.
I had been amazed how quickly I had been able to literally “tighten my belt” in Rome, after just a few days walking. And, oh yeah, CHANGING what and how much I was eating.
On vacation we had been eating a pretty full breakfast, a light lunch, and splitting dishes for dinner.
Our wine consumption was probably a bit more, but only by half a bottle and we burned that off with the walks back from dinner. Turns out we were doing just what the “experts” suggest…and I have the proof right in my lap.
Coming back from vacation it is difficult to keep from falling back into old habits.
We’ve learned over the years to make an effort to practice some of the “new things” we enjoyed on holiday. For me it was getting back into my walking. It’s the little changes which add up to a whole new point of view.
I like to put the vacation pictures right onto the computers and run them as a screen saver slide show.
It sure beats sticking them away in a dusty box or photo album. And they remind us day in and day out of the wonderful places saw.
And a picture is worth a thousand memories.
