Vacation Trepidation

I look forward to vacations like some people look forward to root canal. Sure, I love to go to the Oregon Coast. And I absolutely, positively love spending time with my Sweetie Pie going through galleries, eating out at nice restaurants and shopping. Well, maybe not shopping.

Anyway, my goal on vacation is to get in my hour of bicycling or weights when I can, and otherwise just stay extremely active. Do a lot of walking in town, or on the beach. It's not aerobics. But if I can do enough to send those springtime signals the authors of "Younger Next Year" talk about, to grow and not to decay, I'll be fine. It's my choice. I want to make each day count.

My other goal is to make good choices in the restaurants. I need to watch the layering of fats, sugars and simple carbs and just be cautious when ordering, to stop at 80 percent full, to aim for moderation. But, as Oscar Wilde said, Moderation in everything, including moderation.

If I emerge from the week feeling refreshed, reinvigorated, less fat than a walrus and ready to plunge back into a full hour a day, six days a week heavy exercise program, that will be just fine.