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.


4 comments:

  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.

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

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

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    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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