So, M and I went to the Bahamas on Saturday and got back last night. I didn’t share much about it here before we left because a) life felt like a bit of a blur leading into our trip (in all good ways of course!) and b) I thought I’d instead share a little recap of it afterwards instead.

We booked this trip before our trip to Mexico as it was for a medical conference M was attending and I just so happen to be able to go basically free of charge, and who am I to turn down an offer like that? #twistmyarm. However, as we were still somewhat on the heels of our trip to Mexico, and I am on the heels of a trip to California and Austin for work (next Monday – Thursday – talk about a blur of a month already!), I went into this trip with a mental gauge towards mindfulness and for this to be somewhat of an ‘active/working’ mini-vacation.

Not to say I went into my trip to Mexico with a ‘throw caution to the wind’ eat and drink my face off, but I did go into that week somewhat with a mindset of rest and rejuvenation  Not much in the way of workouts, more along the lines of walks on the beach and well, rejuvenation. It was exactly what my body needed, especially as I fended off a cold at the same time. But this trip, especially so close to another week of travel and un-routine, I went into it with a bit more structure. I worked out 3 of the 4 days (and loved every minute of it!). I brought breakfast with me vs. relying on whatever was in the resort, allowing me to plan ahead for dinner and any afternoon drinks I may consume.  That approach also worked SO well for me anyway, as M was at the conference from 8-1, leaving me to my own devices aka workout, Starbucks and energy bar by the pool until he joined me at 1

What was most amazing to me about this trip was truly how mindful I have become.

Stop eating when I am satisfied…not full.

Hydrate, hydrate, hydrate. 

Being active makes me happy…but active rest days do too.

I recall trips of years past (again, not comparing to Mexico because I also felt mindful then too!) where I would eat and drink and eat and drink and come home feeling the need to ‘detox’ while on this trip? I came home feeling good. Healthy, not ‘heavy’ and bloated. I was amazed at how much my body just ‘knows’ its limits and number, and how I am becoming even more self-aware and mindful of my eats, and my limits. (akin to what my sis posted about last week) And I know more than ever with this attitude and mindset, I will go into next week’s work travels feeling confident that while I will have to brace un-routine, I will ‘pass’ with flying colors. Because this is my lifestyle, no end game in sight, and happily so.

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And now that I’ve waxed poetic, here are some pictures from our trip. We talked. A lot. About marriage. About kids. About honeymoon ideas. About life. Our goals. Our careers. And at the same time, we talked about nothing at all and just gazed at each other. Read our books next to each other at the pool, holding hands. Joking. Laughing. And I realize that my sense of humor is starting to meld with his…and I can ‘play’ with his ‘over the line’ ridiculously funny humor more than I thought I could hehe.