It’s been an active couple of days. Monday was sedentary – I sat in a taxi, I sat at the airport, I sat on the plane, I sat in a different airport, I sat on another plane, I sat in a car and then I collapsed in a heap. O, the joys of transatlantic travel.
To make up for that, it’s been non-stop ever since. Tuesday kicked off with yoga at the beach and ended with an impromptu visit to a strawberry farm to pick strawberries. My abdominals were challenged by the former and my hamstrings by the latter.
This morning, I went for a four-or-so mile run around Trout Creek, taking advantage of the early morning coolness, and then we spent a couple of hours at H2O Kelowna, an indoor water park with a wave pool, hot tubs, water slides and a ‘river’ with a current strong enough to sweep you along. And if that weren’t enough exercise, there’s more yoga again this evening.
I’m exhausted, though that could just be the jetlag speaking.