I Was Fat on My Vacation

So. I was fat on my vacation.

I knew about this vacation for months. It was 7 years in the making, and I wanted it to be amazing.

And I was fat on my vacation.

I wanted to experience everything there was to experience in Hawaii and do ALL. THE. THINGS.

I wanted to look good in my clothes, feel comfortable in a modest bathing suit, and be fit enough to do the badass things you can do in Hawaii.

But I was fat on my vacation.

I never got around to losing the weight I’ve gained over the last 6 months. I didn’t get in shape. I didn’t kick my sugar addiction.

Packing was awful. What do you pack when nothing fits? I had one pair of pants that fit me, and everything else looked too tight.

I was physically uncomfortable the entire time. I was in my head constantly talking myself off the ledge.

Because I was fat on my vacation.

And you know what?
I did every stinkin’ thing I wanted to anyway. I decided I was NOT going to sit on the sidelines, watching enviously, while everyone else enjoyed Hawaii!

  • I strapped a harness around my butt & zip-lined through the tree canopies of Maui anyway.
  • I put on hiking gear and did the 9,000 elevation hike in the volcano anyway.
  • I wore a bathing suit & tubed down a mountain to the sugar plantation anyway.
  • I hiked through the jungle and swung on a rope swing in the pool at the bottom of a waterfall anyway.
  • I let them weigh me & got on the damned helicopter in Kauai anyway.

The only thing I didn’t do was the surfing because – well, I didn’t want to surf!

No one gave a crap that I was fat on vacation. Not my kid, not my husband. Not our friends who met us there.

Not our tour guides, the locals, the staff, or the servers.

I was just another woman on vacation with her family.

And if you give a crap that I was fat on vacation, that’s ok! Your thoughts are not my business!

Friends, don’t wait to lose the weight. Don’t wait to _______ [<- fill in your own blank.]

Just go do the thing. Just start.

Buy the ticket. Take the ride.

I promise, you will be so proud that you did the hard thing anyway! This is the kind of thing that creates confidence: not someone telling us how good we look.

And it might inspire you to make some changes – and that’s good! (It sure did for me. I’m back on the path to taking care of myself…)

I did everything I wanted to do on vacation – AND  MORE – and I was fat on vacation.

What do you want to do? Go do it – anyway. #impressyoureslf

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