No Room For Egos

The idea for this post came the other night while I was watching So You Think You Can Dance (and for the record, no, I don't think I can dance. I KNOW I can't dance beyond my slightly spastic "happy jigs" but I love watching this show. It's completely my guilty pleasure.). There were the requisite amazing dancers, the heartbreak stories, 1 Exorcist dancer, 2 absolutely A-Dorable kids, and the "I'm really embarrassed for you" dancers. There was one guy who was autistic and while his skills were not the greatest, he looked so happy while dancing, and to be honest, he was pretty fluid with some of his moves. The whole crowd went wild, as did the judges. They didn't send him through of course, but he was told to never stop dancing because it really just made him light up, and it really did. I genuinely enjoyed watching him dance, and he had a lot of guts and courage to get up on that stage. This was his performance:

But I'm on vacation, so the calories don't count...right?

I think one of the hardest things about going on vacation is the food. When you're at home in your normal routine, making the right (or at least better) food choices is much easier than when you are on vacation. On vacation you are surrounded by new foods and restaurants that you don't have at home, which makes you want to try all the things you wouldn't normally eat. When faced with a burger with cream cheese, jalapeños and bacon (don't judge just try it, it will change your life!) vs. a plain grilled chicken sandwich while on vacation, guess which one I'm choosing?