Panama Trip, Recovery & Food Shame

After competing in my second competition and fresh off the Crossfit Open, a week of rest was a good idea.  Anyone that’s reasonably committed to their health and fitness will tell you It’s hard to relax when you’re constantly in the mindset of incorporating physical activity into your day.  Tough shit, relax.  It’s good for you.  And, fall off the healthy eating wagon; and, fall hard.  I’m not suggesting you “main line” bacon grease or Jack Daniels like Nikki Six of Motley Crue,  but seriously:  go on vacation, and consume what you want.  I want you to be a little ashamed.  My guess is the calories probably do you good and you really don’t fall off the wagon as hard.  For me, I feel so ready to come back and start crushing my nutrition and workouts, the break is activating.  As a confession, I did a workout on Day 2 at the hotel, but that was all.  I shook the workout bug and just relaxed for the rest of of the trip.


View from offshore of Panama City

View from Volcan Baru (Boquete, Panama)


The wife and I took a trip to Panama this past week and it was just what the doctor ordered.  We visited Panama City and Boquete.  Panama is a great place to visit, especially for those a little scared of traveling.  Panama City is like any other western city and contains all the conveniences you’ve come to expect in large city (tons of cabs, people speak enough English, currency is USD, easy direct flights all over the county).


Liter of beer at Baru Restaurant (Boquete, Panama)


A little activity isn’t a bad thing, my wife and I walked a ton throughout Panama City and Boquete.  Certainly not a caloric offset for the obscene amount of Patacones I consumed (might need a sprint triathlon for that), but enough that the blood was moving…a little.

View of Volcan Baru from the other side of the valley (Boquete, Panama)

So hey, relax, recovery and come back ready to kick some ass.


Posted by

We are busy. We are overbooked. We are traveling. We are unmotivated. We are tired. We are agitated. We are unproductive. We are overweight. We are unhappy. We are why. I'm a pharmacist, I travel regionally for work and have been all of these things. What elevates me from these emotional ditches? Good health. My nearly 100 year-old Italian grandmother "Nana" said a long time ago: "If you don't have your health, you don't have nothing." Considering she still rakes leaves and gives me hell for, well, just about everything, I think she's pretty damn sharp and fit. On the other end of the spectrum: My dad died at 65 from a heart attack. He was a diabetic, a previous smoker, a recovered drug addict, a food addict, hypertensive, arthritic, immobile nearing amputation and, simply, wasn't living. For all intensive purposes, I'm fit and healthy. Armed with degrees in biology and pharmacy (read: loans) and these two family stories, you'd think staying on track is easy. Newsflash: it's not. Traveling / Working / Fathering / Mothering / fill-in-the-blanking are obstacles we all have to overcome. So, how do we do it? Suitcase Fitness was born from the hope that by sharing my small health and fitness victories while traveling, others may be inspired to find new ways to stay engaged with their health. My vision is that others will use this venue to share their "baggage" and small steps taken to overcome health challenges. I get by with a little help from my friends. - The Beetles The things that last, never happen overnight. - Slaves

One thought on “Panama Trip, Recovery & Food Shame

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s