Hello, everyone! I’m sorry I was missing for a week. I was in (mostly) sunny, (mostly) warm Cancun with my sister,
Ilyana Clover Mel, having a wonderfully relaxing time. I came home basically the same shade of pale that I was when I left. I consider that a win.
It was great. Easy to get to (although we had to fly through JFK – wrong direction, guys!), no reason to leave the resort. Every day was the same, in the best possible way. We got up early every day so we could watch the sun rise on the beach. (Sun rise was around 7:20 – getting up in time for that was still sleeping in for both of us.) I left Mel meditating on the beach (and/or taking pictures – there was time for both) to go to the gym at 8am. The first day was yoga, on the beach, just me and the instructor. (It was always just me and the instructor, three days in a row. I took a well-deserved day off on Thursday, and we left Friday morning.) Yoga on the beach, in the morning before anyone else is out, is SO COOL. The other two mornings were aerobics/resistance/pilates-type workouts in the gym, and they were HARD. The instructor (Israel) kicked my ass. But it made me feel better about all the food I was eating. Totally worth it. Anyway, after the class ended (9am), I’d go back to the beach, round up Mel, and we’d go to breakfast. Mimosas arrived shortly after we were seated and were kept filled. After breakfast, back to the beach, lunch in one of the beachside restaurants or the grill, more beach time (so much reading), then off to the pool in the midafternoon, where we made friends at the swim-up bar (and Mel practiced her accents and various personalities – she had a LOT of people completely fooled). Pool until early evening, then shower and dinner, and we were in bed nearly every night by 9:30. Rinse and repeat. It was a little bit of a shock to have to return to winter.