Free Days

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The break is over. It’s finally over. School starts in a few hours and we will be back to a calming routine. Sigh

Right now I have the same feeling I had back when Paul and I were on the Body for Life program (I say “were” because for me, it was “Body Until my Next Pregnancy.”) If you are unfamiliar with the fitness regime, it goes something like this: for six days you follow an exacting, disciplined work out and menu, then on day seven, you get a “free day.” That’s right, free. No working out and you can eat anything you want. Anything. For 24 hours.

Well on Friday nights, Paul and I would put the kids to bed and then race up the stairs like two kids on Christmas Eve. We’d throw the duvet over our heads, close our eyes and wish for morning to come. After a grueling week of muscle ripping and calorie counting, we had big plans for our long anticipated free day. It would start out with bowls and bowls of Lucky Charms. Lunch was not complete without a family-sized bag of Cool Ranch Doritos. We would pick a favorite restaurant for dinner and order the tastiest things on the menu.

By the time we had downed the big box of junior mints and metabolized the red vines we ate for dessert, we were so disgusted with ourselves, we longed to start a healthy routine again. We’d lay on the couch like fat cats and tell each other about our new resolve for the program and how we wouldn’t overdo our free day the next week. We’d do double reps tomorrow. Run twice as long. Tomorrow was another day!

That’s how I feel right now. We were so excited for a nice relaxing Christmas Break. No school, no homework, no bedtimes! And we had a great time basking in the slowness of it all. We didn’t get out of our jammies before noon. The kids were up as late as we were. We watched way too much television. We fed off of holiday treats and goodies more than planned meals. We swam in presents and soaked ourselves in hot chocolate. And now, I think we’ve had enough.

I am ready for homework and lessons and classes to begin. I’m ready for the alarm clock to buzz me out of a warm bed because it will mean order to my day. I can’t wait to go grocery shopping tomorrow and stock up on veggies and fruit. I will go with the week’s menu in hand and shop prudently. No more tossing in boxes of candy canes for the heck of it, or loading up on vats of corn syrup for another holiday recipe. I am ready for a new year.

Now it’s time for me to pull the duvet over my head again and wait for tomorrow. Tomorrow is another day!

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