"You're crazy for working out on vacation."
I cannot tell you how sick and tired I am of people calling me 'crazy.'
Crazy for exercising on vacation.
Crazy for exercising intensely.
Crazy for lifting weights so religiously.
Crazy for lifting such heavy weights.
Crazy for not eating bread, rice, pasta, or potatoes.
Crazy for doing the Whole Life Challenge twice and giving up sugar, preservatives, dairy, grains ... and continuing to follow that eating pattern 80-90% of the time.
Crazy for waking up early to go to the gym.
Crazy for sleeping early so that I can wake up early and go to the gym.
Crazy. Crazy. Crazy.
I'm getting used to it. I can shrug it off. However, it still upsets me.
Where were these people to say that I was crazy when I smoked, when I wasn't getting more than 2 hours of sleep a night, when I ate so much and moved so little during my vacations that I'd come back 10-20 lbs heavier than when I left?
I could go on and on (perhaps I will in another post), but for now, this is about San Francisco and I'll start with what I learned.
What I Learned
I enjoy working out (ya I think we all kinda knew that).
Working out on vacation wasn't seen as a task. I took opportunities to workout in new places and try new things. I enjoyed feeling good. That didn't mean I didn't do fun things. It just meant that I prioritized what I wanted to do - places I wanted to visit, foods I wanted to eat, activities I wanted to participate in. Just because I exercised everyday that I was in San Francisco doesn't mean that I am crazy. It means that I did what I enjoyed.
So what I learned was - I should do what I want to do. What other people think of my habits should not (does not) matter to me. I do not judge them for the decisions they make or their actions. Therefore, they should not judge me on mine.
As we rounded up our vacation, D and I both learned that we enjoyed doing these various activities. It was fun to stay active. It was great mingling with new people who shared similar interests. It was wonderful bonding over new adventures together.
The most important thing - we learned what made us happy together.
I'm not sure what else could beat that kind of vacation outcome!
There wasn't much I wanted to do in San Francisco. I mainly wanted to take in the city - see the Golden Gate Bridge, walk around, catch a baseball game, and just chill.
I did exactly that (plus all my workouts of course, hahaha.)
I passed by both a CrossFit box and a Jiujitsu place - neither of them looked appealing to me, so I skipped training there and stuck to the hotel gym. Our hotel gym was small, but the one next door at the Four Seasons was MASSIVE (over 3 floors). They had a boxing studio which I took full advantage of!
My other workouts were normal gym workouts - cardio, weights, mini-CrossFit WODs, stretching, and some Kajukenbo practice.
Who says I only go to the gym? LOL -- D caught this candid shot of me wandering around San Francisco. It was a bit too cold for my liking, but I had a lovely time.
(Link to: San Francisco Update 1)
I cannot tell you how sick and tired I am of people calling me 'crazy.'
Crazy for exercising on vacation.
Crazy for exercising intensely.
Crazy for lifting weights so religiously.
Crazy for lifting such heavy weights.
Crazy for not eating bread, rice, pasta, or potatoes.
Crazy for doing the Whole Life Challenge twice and giving up sugar, preservatives, dairy, grains ... and continuing to follow that eating pattern 80-90% of the time.
Crazy for waking up early to go to the gym.
Crazy for sleeping early so that I can wake up early and go to the gym.
Crazy. Crazy. Crazy.
I'm getting used to it. I can shrug it off. However, it still upsets me.
Where were these people to say that I was crazy when I smoked, when I wasn't getting more than 2 hours of sleep a night, when I ate so much and moved so little during my vacations that I'd come back 10-20 lbs heavier than when I left?
I could go on and on (perhaps I will in another post), but for now, this is about San Francisco and I'll start with what I learned.
What I Learned
I enjoy working out (ya I think we all kinda knew that).
Working out on vacation wasn't seen as a task. I took opportunities to workout in new places and try new things. I enjoyed feeling good. That didn't mean I didn't do fun things. It just meant that I prioritized what I wanted to do - places I wanted to visit, foods I wanted to eat, activities I wanted to participate in. Just because I exercised everyday that I was in San Francisco doesn't mean that I am crazy. It means that I did what I enjoyed.
So what I learned was - I should do what I want to do. What other people think of my habits should not (does not) matter to me. I do not judge them for the decisions they make or their actions. Therefore, they should not judge me on mine.
As we rounded up our vacation, D and I both learned that we enjoyed doing these various activities. It was fun to stay active. It was great mingling with new people who shared similar interests. It was wonderful bonding over new adventures together.
The most important thing - we learned what made us happy together.
I'm not sure what else could beat that kind of vacation outcome!
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There wasn't much I wanted to do in San Francisco. I mainly wanted to take in the city - see the Golden Gate Bridge, walk around, catch a baseball game, and just chill.
I did exactly that (plus all my workouts of course, hahaha.)
I passed by both a CrossFit box and a Jiujitsu place - neither of them looked appealing to me, so I skipped training there and stuck to the hotel gym. Our hotel gym was small, but the one next door at the Four Seasons was MASSIVE (over 3 floors). They had a boxing studio which I took full advantage of!
I loved this boxing studio - wish we had something similar in Kuwait!
My other workouts were normal gym workouts - cardio, weights, mini-CrossFit WODs, stretching, and some Kajukenbo practice.
A typical day at the gym for me -- yes, even while on vacation!
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Out and About in San Francisco
D & I at a Giants vs. Mets game
Visiting the Golden Gate Bridge - with the traveling tapestry (#thetravelingtap4 on Instagram)
A major highlight of my San Francisco trip was meeting blogger Kim (she used to write at Forty is the New Fabulous) -- we've kept in touch over the years & I was thrilled when she drove up to meet me. We had a great night out. It's wonderful when you online connections turn out to be great real-life connections too!
Who says I only go to the gym? LOL -- D caught this candid shot of me wandering around San Francisco. It was a bit too cold for my liking, but I had a lovely time.
Next Stop: NYC!
(Link to: San Francisco Update 1)
You can get a lot of walking done in downtown San Francisco with all the hills. I haven't been back since 2003.
ReplyDeleteYup! Definitely did lots of walking, and despite the cold, I enjoyed the fresh air.
DeleteI don't think that you are crazy I think you are EPIC. INSPIRING. AMAZING. DEDICATED.
ReplyDeleteWhat is it they say? Crazy is a word used by the lazy to describe the dedicated.
You are far from crazy.
My husband and I lived in Mountain View and worked in San Francisco back in the late 1970's and early 1980's. It was a fabulous city, but I have to admit I worried about earthquakes.
ReplyDeleteNope, you are not "crazy." In fact, you are very smart! :)
I too exercise while on vacation - it's not crazy - it's committed!
ReplyDeleteSounds like you had a lovely time. I've never been to San Francisco but sure would like to visit someday.
Hi A, this time when I went back home I heard the same comments...everybody called me crazy because I exercised and watched what I ate..it took all my self control not to get angry and lose my mind. I would always wonder what gives anybody the right to judge me for enjoying my vacation the way I wanted, finally I have come to the conclusion that all of them just need an excuse as to why they can't manage to stick to their plans as well as me ;)
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