“How about a 20 mile ride tomorrow morning?”, my brother in law asked with the enthusiasm of a school kid on his first day of summer. “We can head out about 7 AM and be back in time for the beach!”
This is my vacation. A twenty mile bike ride on a rented, one speed beach bike did not sound fun so I politely declined while four of our other vacationers accepted the offer. I began to wonder if my next seven days on a beach in Florida would lead me to bad eating decisions and if maybe the ride was a good idea. After all, aren’t vacations a guaranteed weight gain? I decided then and there that I would stick to what I’ve been doing the past two months. Stay away from bread, pastas, refined foods, sugars and anything else I did not need.