Do you ever find yourself on an exercise regimen only to be on a trip and skipping out on a week of workouts? Unless you’re training for a marathon or triathlon, skipping four or five days of workouts doesn’t matter. Trust me. It. Does. Not. Matter if you skip several days of exercise as you enjoy a destination. But as a former competitive runner, I do know the importance of getting in some quality vacation exercise. And as a parent, I know how hard it can be to get in vacation exercise while enjoying a destination and watching the little ones. So here are a few ways I’ve managed to break a sweat while traveling. And I’m not talking about 12-ounce curls. I’ve tried all of these alternative ways to get in some vacation exercise.
This past year has brought so many great travel experiences and discoveries, not to mention wonderful people I’ve been able to meet. Trips By Lance was launched in 2012 as a travel-planning business, but in February 2013 I switched the focus to a travel blog to share the wonderful experiences we are discovering in this great world. 2013 exposed me to new ideas, experiences and places. Here are some of my favorites in this 2013 travel year in review.
I’ll be honest, I’ve only stayed in one hostel. And other than my contact lenses getting thrown out mistakenly by the cleaning crew (long story), I have no complaints about the stay. The room was clean, my roommates were pleasant and everyone in the facility was friendly. But I think we all get a feel for when something makes sense for us as travelers, and staying in hostels just isn’t my cup of tea. Here are my pros and cons of hostels.
Niagara is a famous place in North America for obvious reasons. But Niagara Falls isn’t the only excitement that can be found in the Niagara Peninsula, just south of Lake Ontario and Toronto. Discovering all the wonders of the Niagara Peninsula can be a daunting challenge for a daylong visit.
“Brace yourself, and whatever you do don’t drop the phone,” I told myself as the exhilarating rush and roar of the water from the Falls rushed over my body, drenching every ounce of my being.
I expected to get wet, but I didn’t think I would feel like I was standing in a cold shower with the water literally taking my breath away. Sure, the thin poncho they gave to everyone before boarding the Maid of the Mist was a hint, but it still didn’t prepare me for what was to come.