By NATALIA HAWK
You know what’s a seriously bad idea?
Going on a holiday – and packing your exercise gear.
It’s a mistake I have personally made far too many times, and I’m officially giving up the charade.
See, I travel quite a bit. That’s what happens when you have a boyfriend who lives in another state and an unhealthy addiction to seeing your Frequent Flyer points go up.
As a result, I spend a lot of time packing suitcases. And every time I pack – I pack exercise gear. Even though I know, deep within the deepest realms of my guilty heart, that I will not use it.
I always find myself frantically shoving running shoes and multiple sports bras into my cabin baggage just before I’m due to leave for the airport. There’s a part of my deluded imagination that starts conjuring up magical visions of jogging along the lake in New Zealand’s Queenstown, or running a marathon under the lonely streetlights in Launceston, Tasmania.
I don’t ever go running in Sydney. I don’t even like running. WTF, brain?
If I’m going somewhere sunny, I always pack my Speedos, as well as a cap and goggles – completely under the impression that I’ll swim laps every day to keep my fitness up. Even though I invariably end up sitting at the pool bar with a pina colada, completely avoiding the lap pool.
And I’m constantly also packing yoga and Pilates gear. I don’t participate in either activity at home, but hey – in Bali, I’ll have a balcony overlooking the rainforest! It’ll be the PERFECT place to start a daily yoga routine!
Hint: It isn’t. It never is.
So, unless you are climbing Everest or planning a skiing holiday, leave the Skins and the dri-fit Nike clothing at home. Join me in my giving-up-of-the-exercising-on-holiday-charade.