Thursday, May 22, 2014

Back home

I just got back from a trip to Utah for an academic conference. We were about 40 miles south of Salt Lake City in the Utah Valley.  I loved the scenery. It was amazing to always be in view of these gorgeous mountains in the distance.

The conference organizers had set up some after-hours activities for one of the nights, and I opted to go zip lining. I was a little scared of the idea, but it was actually not scary, just exhilarating, and the crew running it seemed very safety-conscious and conscientious, so I was able to relax and enjoy the thrill instead of worrying that I was going to die. We had a group of ten women, and everyone had a great time.

My body didn't love the desert air -- I was guzzling water constantly.  I was happy that the campus we were on had water-bottle filling drinking fountains, so that I wasn't wasting money and plastic to stay hydrated. The conference food was fairly healthy -- not the usual food and coffee overload. In fact, maybe because we were in Utah, the conference coffee was mediocre and in short supply, so on the second day I went out and got a Venti coffee from Starbucks and an egg sandwich (since a Continental breakfast was planned, and I figured it would be all simple carbs).

I had rented a car for the trip, and since I had a little time between the end of the conference and the time I needed to drop the car off at the airport, a new friend and I went to see Temple Square on the way back to the airport. I loved the gardens.

I had a complicated trip back home.  I got to the airport with plenty of time to get through security, get a salad with grilled chicken (instead of the incredible-smelling fried chicken that was right at my gate) to eat while I waited, and get on the plane. My plane to Denver was delayed, and after landing, we sat on the runway for almost an hour because there was a backup at the gates. I was obsessively checking my Flight Tracker app to see if I was going to make it out to Detroit.  It looked like I would miss it for sure -- to the point where I didn't even rush to the gate, just walked there normally and stopped to use the restroom -- but it was delayed too and I managed to get in line just as it was boarding. The crew for that flight had been on my plane with me, apparently.  I landed in Detroit after 2 a.m. on Wednesday, and then I had to wait for bags that never arrived, make a baggage claim, and drive home. By the time I got in bed, it was 4:15 a.m.

I slept most of yesterday and then went to my Weight Watchers meeting. I knew it wouldn't be a good week. I always retain water when flying, and with the late-late arrival that morning, and the fact that my food hadn't been totally on-point while I was away, I was happy just to maintain.  I got my four-week keychain.  I'm going to really focus on the Good Health Guidelines this week and work harder to stay in my points range.


  1. Good heavens, you are right, very complicated flights.

    If you were dealing with away from home food and dehydration that whole week, maintaining was very much a victory, I agree.

    I have never been to Utah. Beautiful pictures.

    1. Thanks. Working for a better outcome next week.

  2. Making the ribbon headbands this week for three girls. Thanks again for link.

    1. I hope you like them! I have one that style and it's the only one that stays on my head when I exercise.


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