I’m blogging today (well, yesterday--I am posting this the day after I wrote it) from Atlanta! My second flight on my way
to Jacksonville leaves in a little over an hour.
As I’ve mentioned (and complained about ad nauseam), Terry
is in St. Augustine, Florida, for an extended business trip. Unfortunately, he
hasn’t been able to come home, and actually they have only had one day off
since leaving LA on October 29. Since things are so hectic for him—late nights,
working weekends, general stress—we considered that perhaps I shouldn’t even
visit. But ultimately, even a little time together is better than none, and
hopefully my presence can somehow reduce Terry’s stress a little.
Traveling today has been rather stressful for me, though. I had a super early flight
at 6:40 am, which meant a 4 am wake up call. Even Scout tried to stay in bed
when I called him for breakfast. Upon arriving at the airport, I dropped off my
bag at our usual parking garage and then drove my car up to self-park. When I
came back downstairs, my bag was gone! The attendant said he had put it on the
shuttle—and the shuttle had left without me. I’m really not the type to
complain (at least out loud) when things like this happen. I try to give people
the benefit of the doubt and assume they’re doing their best. But at 5 am when
I’m trying to make it to a flight on time and my bag is who knows where, I’m
likely going to feel less than agreeable.
Thankfully, after about 15 minutes, the shuttle with my bag
came back (and I’ll ignore the fact that instead of immediately whisking me off
to the terminal with profuse apologies, they chose to wait for the ridiculously
slow folks who arrived after I was
already seated and the shuttle was moving), and I found an insane security line
waiting for me. Two women promptly cut in front of me, and I nearly lost it.
Instead, I just took a few deep breaths and reminded myself that karma would
get them. (Later, when the security line branched into two, they chose the
super slow line and I got in the speedy line, so I felt at least a little
vindicated.)
I didn’t have time to buy a water or a book, as I had
planned, which disappointed me, because the first leg of the flight was four
hours. But I had lovely seatmates, great flight attendants, and no problems on
board.
The Atlanta airport is quite nice, and I’m impressed with the
food. I had a choice between Five Guys Burgers and Fries (yummmm—but not as
good as In N Out) or a few deli/café places. Ultimately, knowing how much pizza
I had eaten in the last 48 hours and that we’ll most likely be indulging more
than a bit on this trip, I went with a chicken sandwich, which came with some
simple greens. A nice, healthy option for traveling. I also finally bought my
water and have been chugging it while sitting here. Travel makes me so thirsty!
I also bought myself a book, and I hope it’s a good one. I’ll need some
entertainment out here while Terry works 9, 10, 11 hour days.
I didn’t have time to work out today (no way was I going to
get up at 3 am for that!), but I loved yesterday’s workout, and I did the
strength portion in my apartment. Gotta love watching the ol’ DVR while
exercising! I completed four rounds of the following:
- 25 dumbbell walking lunges
- 25 dumbbell plie squats
- 25 calf raises
- 15 hamstring ball roll ins
- 25 inner thigh ball squeezes
You could easily omit the dumbbells for a bodyweight
workout, and if you don’t have a stability ball you can just complete glute bridges instead of the
hamstring ball roll ins and open-leg scissors instead of ball squeezes. I also
added 30 minutes of incline walking on the treadmill.
Fun observations from my trip so far:
- The super rude college guy playing some game on his phone at what must have been full volume. A) Don’t tell me you don’t have headphones, dude. B) Are you completely unaware of the dozens of people around you, several of whom are giving you dirty looks? C) You’re probably too old to be playing that game. It’s fine that you’re still choosing to play it, but maybe be more discreet.
- I sneezed on the flight and a girl two rows up and two seats over was the one who said, “Bless you.” I sort of felt like it was out of her jurisdiction, but it was still very nice.
- I think there are 12 Starbucks in just this concourse of the Atlanta airport. I guess you don’t want to have to walk more than a few steps before you get to the next one.
Even though it’s been a long day already (and it’s only
12:30 pm California time), I’m looking forward to whatever time I get to spend
with Terry over the next few days. I brought along some snacks from home, too,
including these pumpkin white chocolate chip cookies, my favorite trail mix,
and some homemade granola bars, plus popcorn and hot chocolate mix. Since these
working conditions are so rough, hopefully the comfort food will serve as a
boost for Terry and his coworkers. If not, at least it’s a break from Subway,
which has been on the menu at least eight times since they arrived.
Of possible interest:
- This delicious looking pumpkinfluff dessert dip from 100 Days of Real Food (would you judge me if I make this before Terry gets home and eat it all by myself?)
starbucks are so ridiculous in large airports. it's like dunkin donuts in my town...you can't sneeze without hitting one. speaking of which, that "out of her jurisdiction" comment is hilarious.
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