I spent the first half of this week in Edmonton, Alberta (and getting to and from there) since I was giving a speech at a conference on Tuesday, and because of the timing, and the fact that there are no direct flights from my neck of the woods (PHL or EWR) I needed to fly in Monday and fly out Wednesday.
Soon, I connected in Minneapolis-St. Paul both times and, despite relatively short layovers, all went well. I was kicking myself for not getting Global Entry, though, while waiting in a 30-minute security line in Edmonton. Maybe I should go do it, though I’m not traveling internationally now for a while, so it’s easy to just kick that particular can down the road. (I have TSA pre-check — I cannot imagine flying frequently domestically without that).
Edmonton is a pretty city. Despite being in the middle of the plains (possibly the tundra?) it reminded me in some ways of the Pacific Northwest. Lots of pine trees and dark wood and stone in the architecture. Beautiful rivers and bridges. When I finally got to the U.S. customs officer stationed at the Edmonton airport, he informed me there’s only 7 weeks of summer, so I guess this is the time to go!
My husband (who does have Global Entry) was also out of the country for the first half of the week, but all went well. We both made it back to wish our now 12-year-old a happy birthday. We were both there for make-your-own-pizza night to celebrate yesterday.
So I accomplished my main goal for the week,
Though I realized at some point on my trip that I need to accept that for me, travel has to be primarily about the thing I’m traveling to do. I have a hard time tackling other work. I wound up reading a lot on my various plane flights, and listening to a ton of Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me (the NPR news quiz podcast). The version of Laura who was planning her week thought she would make progress editing her NaNoWriMo novel while traveling. The actual Laura sitting in her airplane seats and in her hotel room made no progress whatsoever.
An update on my weight loss post from a few weeks ago. I weigh myself after running (so I’m getting roughly the same time of day for an accurate comparison). Pre-spring break/Easter, I tended to be weighing 138 or 139. Yesterday, the scale read 131.5, which is definitely within the range I’d like to be. We shall see how easy it is to maintain, though. While on the road this week, it was just hard to eat the way I need to.
For instance, the breakfast on the first leg of my trip home was a giant apple-cinnamon muffin, a package of raisins, and a Chex-type cereal. This was almost a comical amount of sugary carbs. Fortunately, I had guessed something like that might happen, and got a breakfast sandwich at Starbucks, and only ate half of the bread part, and then had half my cereal. And almonds from the snack cart.
The doughnut accompanying this picture was to celebrate my son’s birthday. I did not partake. But I will have a slice of ice cream cake when we dig into that. To make this stick for me, it needs to be about moderation.
No real big plans this weekend. The baseball games are coming fast and furious. My husband covered the game last night. He reports that our 9-year-old got a hit and scored a run so that was great, though the game itself went for 2-plus hours. I can’t even imagine if they went a full 9 innings….
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