So, tragically, we had to return to the US after a magical time in Costa Rica. It was extraordinary beyond any description - we cried having to say goodbye, and have already made plans to return March 2018 to celebrate our 5 year wedding anniversary.
Every morning - with the exception of the morning we had surf lessons (so fun!!) - I did my very own yoga practice outside in an observation deck my father-in-law had built outside, just above the house. Like the house itself, it has both a jungle view and an ocean view. No guidance, no teacher but me. No music, no soundtrack but nature. I can't adequately describe how special and moving it was, each and every day, so I'll just the pictures speak a thousand words.
It was so special getting to share my in-laws dream house with them and spending so much time together. We were incredibly sad to part, but so grateful to them in knowing that this home is in our family forever.
Coming back, I wasted no time - Sunday was Day 1 of my 4th round of Whole30. It's definitely the most whiplash-like I've ever done it, in the sense that the day before was full of non Whole30 foods and spent largely in the air, rather than in the kitchen prepping and cooking.
But having done it a few times gives me the advantage of having a predictable few simple, easy meals I can easily whip up. My mom is joining me too, which always makes it easier and more fun!
So while I'm mourning the end of both vacation and the Obama administration, it feels like a second crack at New Year's. A second crack at that feeling of fresh-start, of getting ourselves grounded. Reaffirming resolutions, immediately taking drastic steps to improve my health on as many fronts as I can, and settling back in to our home sweet home feels really good. Almost as good as the Costa Rican sun, but I'll still take it!
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