APOV
I grab a few pairs of jean shorts and throw them in my suitcase along with a few bikinis. A couple months have passed and things have been going good. I've been following the food plan and for the most part stopped worrying about what or how much I've been eating. For the first little while I was weighing myself multiple times a day and the scale kept going up. Around the month and a half mark my weight stopped changing which put my weigh ins down to once a week if that. Christian's been so proud of how far I've come.
**Flashback**
"Ana, guess what." Christian says when I join him in the library.
"What?" I ask sitting on my reading couch.
"The new boat is ready to go out on the water. I'm so proud of the work you've been doing with Flynn and Claude and I think we should celebrate by taking a mini cruise vacation!" His words make me a little nervous but it also sounds like a lovely idea.
"Sure, sounds good to me!" I say getting up and kissing him.
**End Flashback**
The ride to the boat goes by quickly and I bring my bags to the bedroom while Christian talks boat stuff with the captain. I pull out one of my 2 pieces and change, fully intending to lay out in the sun for a while. I also grab some sunscreen and start to apply it to make sure I don't start this trip off with a burn.
Just as I finish putting the bottle away Christian walks in. He stands behind me, wraps his arms around my waist and kisses the back of my neck. I tilt my head to the side so he can have better access before grabbing one of his hands and turning around. I walk back until I feel my calves touch the bed than pull him down with me.
We make out briefly before Christian returns to kissing down my neck. Down the valley of my breasts. Down the plane of my stomach. He slides his hands under my back and half lifts half pushes me a few inches up the bed, just far enough to be able to rest my feet on the edge if I bend my knees. He unties each side of my bikini bottoms and resumes his trail of kisses down.
We spend the first day on the boat lounging and eating the picnic-esque food Gail prepared for us. Laying in Christians arms in the sun with a glass of wine feels so nice, it feels right. We talk about what we should do for the other days. We decide that tomorrow we'll stop at a beach and spend the day there and the day after that we'll find a small town to explore.
The next morning we help each other with sunscreen before grabbing some fruit from our mini fridge and making our way to the deck. We both take a seat next to the edge to lookout for beaches. The first one we come across is call and not very nice looking so we decide to pass on it.
The next beach we see is perfect. It has some food trucks around, it has some washrooms so we don't have to go back to the boat and it has a volleyball net set up. We decide on that one and make our way there.
We decide the first thing we'll do is play volleyball while it's still relatively cool enough to do so. I win the first 2 games but Christian wins the next 3 games. I'm tired of loosing and I'm also in the need of a break so I decide to sunbathe while Christian goes for a swim.
Christian comes back asking if I'm hungry. I look around and there's only food trucks here. My immediate reaction is anxiety but then I remember what the dietician said. 'Once I'm comfortable we'll try adding treats in, Once in a while won't effect me'. So I decide to follow that mentality for this trip.
Christian and I each get a hot dog and some fries to share. Christian is already a quarter of the way through his as I take my first tentative bite. Damn, I forgot how good these were. After a couple more bites I try some of the fries. Both are so good I forgot to even think about the calories or carbs.
We wait for 30 minutes after eating then spend the afternoon in the water. We start with swimming then move into a water fight before just sitting in the water near the shore. It's going to get darker and cool soon so we make our way back to the boat.
The next morning we find a nice waterfront town and stop there. We run to a small grocery store and buy some packaged premade sandwiches to take with us for lunch. We spend the morning and most of the afternoon hiking trails. Half way through there's some tables in the shade of trees so we decide that's as good of a place as any and we eat there.
When we make it back to the small town Christian and I are both hungry. We find a cute little fish resultant and grab seats outside on the deck facing the water. We get some fried calamari, oysters, and smoked salmon. We each try a little of everything and it's all delicious. For dessert I get a chocolate lava cake and Christian gets a personal apple crumble.
After our meal we notice a club/bar that opens to the water. We go in and take a seat. We grab a few drinks while we watch the sun go down. Shortly after dark the dance floor starts to fill up. I stand and smile at Christian before pulling him out to dance with me. The place is dimly lit with strings of fairy lights and the musics not too loud. Christian and I spin and spin getting blissfully lost together.
Day 4 we stay on the boat and listen to music most of the morning. We go back to the shore for lunch and after eating we see a notice to rent skidoo's. So that's what we do for the afternoon. By the time we get back to the boat we're both wet and in need of a change of clothes.
Today's a little cooler than the other days so I put on a long sleeve and some 3 ΒΌ length pants. I also grab the throw blanket off the bed and take it with me. Up top Christian already had cheese, crackers, and wine set out. I smile and sit down next to him wrapping the blanket around both our shoulders. Just as the sun is about to set we hear the bang and then see the explosion of colourful fireworks. I snuggle closer to him and sip at my wine while we watch the show.
The last day we stay in bed late which is fine because it's basically a travel day anyway. In the afternoon Christian spends time with the captain and I spend time in the sun reading. It's been a great trip and I'm sad it's already ending.
We get back late Friday night so we don't bother unpacking and go straight to bed. When I wake up the next morning Christian is already gone from our bed. I decide I'm not hungry just yet and decide to unpack our stuff. It's pretty quick since most just had to go for dirty laundry anyway.
I make my way to the bathroom to put our toothbrushes and toothpaste away. On my way out I notice the scale and bite my lip. Out of curiosity I step on. I've gained 5lbs. I think as the number flashes at me. I gained 5lb in a week. I feel the anxiety start to rise. It's okay, calm down, I'll go back to eating healthy and working out and it'll come back off. I try to rationalize with myself.
I spend the next few days following my meal plan to a T and ask Claude to add yoga after our boxing. He's a little hesitant but does it anyway after I tell him I have a stressful week coming up and I want to try it to relieve stress.
CPOV
Ouch damn it. I mumble stumbling in the dark into the bathroom. I close the door and then flick the light on so I don't wake up Ana. I look for the object that caused the throbbing in my big toe. The scale. It's not where we leave it. I don't use it so it must mean that Ana moved it. Which means shes been using it. I feel worry grasp at my throat. She's been doing so well. Before thinking it through I grab the scale and hide it in one of the drawers that contains mostly my things. Ana never goes in those drawers. Once she leaves in the morning I can hide it somewhere better.
APOV
Damn it, today is not my day. First I woke up late and didn't get to do my morning weigh in. Then I think I saw Tyler creeping from across the street again. A coffee was spilled on some of the papers on my desk. Claude cancelled our workout because he's not feeling well. And now I can't find the damn scale. How am I suppose to make sure I'm on track to lose that vacation weight? How do I know if i'm being strict enough or doing enough. A little voice pops in the back of my head. Relax, follow your plans. They worked before and they'll work again. It's right. I have to trust in the work and plans the professionals made.