Sunday, April 26, 2015

Disney Daze


When you're in your mid-thirties and one of your besties wants to go to Disney for her birthday, you go. You just do it.  You don't question it, you just go.

You get a girl's weekend out of the gig, and you love it so much that you refer to your hotel room as "Home Suite Home" and sometimes, just sometimes, the "Sweet Suite" rolls off your tongue.

Your big workouts for the weekend are the marathon walking that take place (a natural side effect of a day at Disneyland) and the killer abs you develop from laughing so much (a natural side effect from having hilarious friends).  


So maybe you start out at the Fitness Center in the hotel before your counterparts arrive, and it's possible that you wake up early to squeeze in some PiYo before heading over to the park, but those aren't your BIG workouts for the weekend.


When the weekend comes to an end, you replay some of your favorite moments in your head, and you come home happy and rejuvenated.  So, again I say, when you're in your mid-thirties and one of your besties wants to go to Disney for her birthday, you go. You just do it.  You don't question it, you just go.




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