Finally HOME

We made it, we made, oh my gosh WE ARE FINALLY HOME.  Yesterday we rode two hours with my Aunt and Unk to the SeaTac airport, said our goodbyes, and everything shifted from calm and serene to maddening and ridiculous the minute we stepped foot through the airport doors.  The Dallas area has had a bit of bad weather the last couple of days, so a handful of flights to the DFW airport were either seriously delayed or cancelled.  We learned this first by standing in a crazy long line for TWO HOURS (no really, we timed it!  Two hours I tell ya!), rebooking for a flight that wouldn’t get in to Dallas until nearly 2am (instead of the 10pm flight we’d originally planned on), and then were told a few hours later that there was no guarantee the flight would actually, you know, happen, hahaHAHAHA.  We were given the choice to wait around til the last-minute to see what happened, or get a free room at the local DoubleTree hotel.  We opted for the free room (and a meal voucher!), which immediately lifted our spirits.  We made the right choice, since we later discovered that the flight we would’ve been waiting around for never ended up happening.  Ah, traveling.  So awesome, yet so awful, sometimes at the exact same time.  We were without our necessities, since my checked bag had already taken off to Dallas when we booked the later flight, but we sucked it up and our frowns turned to smiles when we saw our sweet room.  We were able to have a decent meal (airport food is the worst!), kick up our feet, and watch the Mavericks smoke Oklahoma City.  We woke up at 5am to catch a sure thing 7am flight, and were back on home turf by 1pm.  After finding my missing luggage (don’t even get me started), we were on our way home and all was right with the world again.  I did some unpacking, put some of these vacation carbs to use doing Power Hour, then spent the evening with my sweet boys, who I missed an insane amount.  It feels good to be home again!  I can’t wait to go back to Washington, and next year we will definitely be taking the boys with us. 

Until next year, Sequim!  Muah.  (GORGEOUS!)

Flight FAIL:

B was not happy…

We searched for sustenance…

Blech. 

Did someone say FREE hotel???

On a shuttle to the DoubleTree… 

We could smile once again!

Any hotel that hands each guest an individually wrapped, warm cookie upon arrival is ok in my book!

Not too shabby!

B enjoying his cookie. 

(They were really freakin’ good!  All-natural and super fresh- the ingredients were listed on the wrapper.)

Crabtree & Evelyn minis…

(Obviously I get ridiculously excited about the little things.)

GO MAVS! 

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.  That bed was a nice change from the airport insanity.

And hooray for delicious food that wasn’t from the airport!!!  I ordered the goat cheese, pecan and spinach salad…

And B had a meat and cheese flatbread pizza…

Before dinner I did some yoga using my portable dvd player (best purchase EVER!):

After dinner I savored my glorious complimentary cookie and sipped some Chamomile tea.    It was the perfect ending to a crazy-ass day.

The Mavs won…

And we are finally back at home. 

Work-out wise, I managed to exercise every day.  Travel Fit came in handy several times, and B even did it with me twice.    I also did yoga a couple of days, walked/ran a couple of mornings, and trudged that unforgettable 11-mile Dungeness Spit.  We generally did lots of walking around and rarely just lounged about, so all was well on the workout front.  Food, however, was a different story.  A story that I will learn from.    I’m finally starting to see my abs again, but aside from the couple of pounds I gained, I was more concerned about how I felt by the end of the trip!  I probably consumed at least 5 or 6 generous servings of produce each and every day before vacation.  I’m guessing that I consumed maybe 4 servings of produce over the entire course of the 7-day trip!  I know, shame on me.  That plus all the wine-drinking we did (I’m not gonna lie, that red vino flowed like water!) along with eating meat every single night (BBQ, steak, burgers) and bacon or sausage with breakfast most mornings just about killed me.  This sudden change in diet for a week affected me in several undesirable ways: I broke out, I had ZERO energy, my clothes started getting tighter, I had trouble getting out of bed each morning, and I… huh, how do I say this… I…I haven’t been very… regular.  (Sorry!)  Like, at ALL.  In fact, during the last couple days of the trip you could poke my lower belly and feel what could only be described as a giant brick o’ death just sitting there.  Yeah.  I won’t be making that mistake again.  I definitely strive for a balanced and healthy lifestyle every single day, but sometimes that just doesn’t happen.  I don’t travel often, and obviously food is something I need to work on balancing when what’s on offer is out of my control.  But hey, I’m back in the swing of things now, and I’m diggin’ my well-fed vacation biceps!  I’ve decided not to weigh myself until this weekend at the earliest, because there’s no point in playing that game.  I know that a few days of balanced, healthy eating plus a little extra exercise will get my clothes fitting comfortably again, and there’s just no point in beating myself up about overeating on vacation.  I have a sneaking suspicion that I’m not the only person that’s ever happened to.    The worst thing I think one could do in this situation would be to scrutinize every extra pound and start to get inside your own head, which always triggers that nasty negative self-talk.  I just don’t need it.    I will learn from this, I did enjoy myself tremendously, and I will do a better job of balancing food next time.  Plain and simple.    B and I made a crazy-good salad tonight for dinner, piled high with bright, colorful veggies and spicy grilled chicken, and I could literally hear my body thanking me.

It’s late and I need to sleep!  See ya tomorrow. 

xoxo,

Sara

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