Here I am blogging straight at you from LaGuardia Airport, where I learned at 6:10 this morning that Delta, Delta Shuttle, and Delta operated by Delta Shuttle are three different things, and the last two are located at a different terminal…the one which I was not at, of course. Am I the only one who doesn’t think this makes sense? Can’t we just call it all one thing? I mean, I don’t claim to be the most logical person ever, but really.
Anyway, my bags are packed and I’m ready to head home to Chicago for Christmas! I must really like NYC since when I lived in Pennsylvania I would talk about going home to Chicago for weeks ahead of time, and I’m pretty sure I haven’t mentioned it at all yet. For those of you new readers (yay!), I’m originally from Chicago…spent 17 years of my life there and it’s where my parents and sister live. My brother currently lives in Michigan as he is getting his MBA at Michigan State. Now you’re all caught up.
It’s funny to look around the airport and see what other people are eating. It’s 7:10 in the morning and the man across from me is eating a donut and drinking a Powerade. His son appears to be drinking a Coke. The girl next to me is eating M&M’s. Ah, America, the epitome of health. I see baskets of apples and oranges sitting in front of me (above the candy and chips), but I guess people are skipping over those. I could really go for a banana right now…or a cup of coffee, but I always spill it on myself getting on the airplane so maybe I’ll pass on that.
I suppose I don’t really have that much room to talk, as my run last night was brought to you by more froyo. Yes, I bribed myself to run after work by saying that I could swing by 16 Handles and get some froyo after my run. I did my normal post-run loop in the park and then headed to the local froyo joint…I’m pretty sure I was the only one in tights, but at least I wasn’t a terribly sweaty mess.
A little combo of cookies and cream, cake batter, peanut butter, and eurotart yogurt, with the necessary banana, chocolate, and sprinkles toppings, clearly.
Not going to lie…this is going to be dangerous in the summer. I can’t even imagine. If it makes me run more, I guess it can’t be that bad.
Wednesday, December 22
4.43 miles in 32:14, avg pace of 7:16
I apparently ran super speedy, probably because I had froyo on my mind. Maybe they should have self-serve froyo at the end of my next marathon…Olympics Trials, here I come! Gotta love motivation.
What do you usually eat when you’re at the airport? If it’s breakfast, I usually just stick with coffee or get some sort of banana/yogurt combination. For lunch or dinner, I scout out a sandwich or possibly Chinese food if I’m in the mood.