Palm Springs (well, Palm Desert, technically) was SO nice! I only wish we could have stayed a few more days, but isn’t that usually the case with vacations? Mitch’s dad and his wife were SO gracious for hosting us for a mini-vacation. True to form, I didn’t take too many photos (I’ve got to be better about that!) but I did get a few shots from outside our room, to give you an idea of the scenery at the Shadow Ridge Resort:
When we arrived, we took a walk around the property, and then went to the store to pick up provisions. It was SO nice having a full kitchen; we didn’t eat out once during the trip. Mitch’s dad and his dad’s wife are awesome cooks, so we ate WELL and I was still able to squeeze in some healthy foods (oatmeal, fruit) along the way. There might have been a chocolate mousse pie and some peanut M&Ms that made more than one appearance. Looking back I’d give myself a C+ on the eating front, and considering it was a vacation, that’s not bad! I can’t wait to recreate some of the meals we were served, like spicy/sweet grilled pineapple and fresh spring rolls.
While the trip was filled with home-cooked yet indulgent meals, we were also VERY active (by my “vacation” standards anyway). If I get a C+ for food, I think I get an A for activity (ha, ha). On Thursday we played golf, and although we drove around in a cart, there was a fair walking during those 4.5 hours, not to mention working muscles that I don’t use much in my normal exercise routine (my forearms were SO sore!). I also went to the gym on Thursday (more of an excuse for alone time and sauna time, but I got in a decent workout nonetheless).
I didn’t take get photos of my golfing…it wasn’t that pretty. I’ve never played golf before, so I guess it’s not surprising I wasn’t exactly Tiger Woods out there. At first, I was getting frustrated because I couldn’t even hit the ball off the tee, but once I relaxed and just had fun, I started doing better. Funny how that works.
I did snap a few pics of Mitch doing his thing:
However, he claimed that my photography was ruining his shots, and therefore I only got shots of his “bad” golfing. Whatever…still looks good and that’s all that matters.
On Friday, we took a 1.5 mile walk in the morning, and played a little tennis in the afternoon. In between there we lounged by the pool and even went for a run. OK…that’s not entirely true. Mitch went for a run and I attempted to keep up with him. I lasted maybe 1/2 mile before I had to stop and walk/jog the rest of the way, feeling disappointed at myself for not hanging in.
Looking back, it was a doomed run: I drank alcohol the night before, my lunch of champions (honeydew, a cracker with peanut butter, tortilla chips with guacamole, and a handful of peanut M&Ms) wasn’t the best pre-run fuel and hadn’t settled enough, it was 100+ degrees, and Mitch’s “slow” is my “fast” running so it was really hard to keep up. But I still felt really defeated and spent part of the afternoon sulking and feeling sorry for myself.
Runners, how do you mentally put a “bad” run behind you? I know they won’t all be great/effortless, but it’s the less-than-stellar runs, and the ones where I let my head get the best of me, that really make it hard to start motivated it make me doubt that I’ll ever “be a runner” for real.
And how did I do with the “two piece in public” thing? It was hard not to let my insecurities get the best of me, but the few times we were at the pool, I just tried to push those thoughts away and instead focused on how good the warm sun felt on my (sunscreen-laden) skin, and the on the fun of splashing around in the pool’s refreshing water. I’d definitely call it a “two steps forward, one step back” kinda thing in the self-confidence department, but I know that if I just keep working on my goals (both my physical and emotional ones), I can only go up from here.
I’ve got a few cooking projects planned, but some grocery shopping must be done first! What are you guys doing the rest of the weekend? I don’t have anything crazy planned, just getting ready for next week, hopefully making it to yoga to stretch out my tired muscles.
It’s un-officially summertime—woohoo! I’m determined to make this summer a great (read: fun) one.