Go to the beach and not worry about being bloated or sore or having an urge to go when I'm a mile from the bathroom. And finally get a tan!
And then after maybe I'd go to Olive Garden and have breadsticks with alfredo dipping sauce, and a giant bowl of spaghetti and meatballs with marinara. And a margarita.
Well, I might just do that second part anyway because it sounds so freakin' good and I could live with the pain for a bit for something like that. Hahah