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Five Favorites


I love when people do cohesive, well thought out lists for their five favorites.  Mine, unfortunately, will not be that.  It will be a random mix of favorites from vacation and other random, fitness inspired things.

1.  Nike Flex



I got these sneakers because I needed sneakers with a bit more support for when I lift weights.  I had been wearing my minimalist running shoes and my feet were just sliding all over the place.  Nike Flex just happen to be running shoes too, and I took them for a spin while on vacation and I LOVED running in them too!  I think these may be my new favorite running and all around workout shoes!

2. Quest bars


I prepped myself to eat clean while on vacation.  I brought protein bars and proteins shakes.  I wish I could say I did a great job while on vacation, but when you are surrounded by restaurants that serve the BEST fried calamari you have ever tasted, it is a bit difficult to stay on track.  But, I have to say that these Quest bars, which are all natural and gluten free are AMAZING.  I love them.  The flavors are great and the ingredient list is impressive.

3. Chalene Johnson


 
 
In case you did not know, I love working out.  I have dumped my gym membership and now workout at home.  I use lots of workout videos and I LOVE Chalene Johnson's workouts!  She is encouraging and motivates you just when you need it.  My favorites are ChaLEAN Extreme and Turbofire!

4. Running on the Cape
 
I have had a hate-hate relationship with running for about a year now. Running has been frustrating, to say the least.  I cannot seem to get past 6 miles without pain.  And, most of my runs happen on a treadmill.  For those reasons alone, I have avoided running a lot.  There are days, when the weather is perfect and I just want to run forever that I miss running, but for the most part, I have been OK with NOT running.

But, last week, while on vacation, I found my love for running again.  And, really I think anyone would love the run on Cape Cod.  You can run to the ocean or a pond.  You can go for miles on a beautiful path that seems prettier than any other path I have been on.


Yep. I love running again!

5.  This man
I am saving the best for last! 
 
Last week, I posted a link on Facebook to this article on The Onion, "Mom Spends Beach Vacation Assuming All Household Duties In Closer Proximity To Ocean".    The article, as expected from The Onion, is hilarious.  But, I have to be honest, that is not my reality on vacation.  And it is because I am married to an awesome man, who helps with laundry, does dishes and loads the van and takes the kids to the beach, so I can run and meet them there.  My hubby is awesome and worked so hard to ensure that I had a vacation too!  I love this guy and am so blessed to be married to such a wonderful man!



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  1. Love the new shoes! I got your message but starting back to school I have slow to answer, sorry! Shoes are one of the things I need to figure out!

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