Next week at this time I will be traveling, but not to the FoodBuzz Festival that so many of you are attending. No, I will be in Sevierville, Tenn. for work from Tuesday until Friday.
As I’ve said before, I’m not a big fan of traveling. In fact, the only time I’ve traveled the past 10 years it has been for work; never for a vacation. Expenses aside, I like my routines and any disruption annoys me.
But what I usually find is that once I settle in and have my bony fingers grasping just a bit of control over the situation, things are manageable. When I travel somewhere with viable food options, I actually even enjoy eating out and trying different things.
So, minus the fact that I’m stuck in between nowhere and a tourist trap full of pulled pork and BBQ joints every 10 feet, this is a relatively low-stress venture in theory. I’ve done this show a couple times before and the fall colors are usually quite pretty, even if the restaurant options aren’t.
However, whereas a lot of people worry about gaining weight while traveling, I worry about losing weight and usually end up feeling like I got hit by a truck upon my return.
I tend to get stuck in an all-or-nothing mindset when my routine gets broken and I don’t have my staples or normal times. Even though I’m walking around for work all day, I don’t consider it exercise because it’s just “work” and not scheduled exercise.
I skip snacks or overestimate my meals and try to compensate, not because I want to lose weight, but because it feels uncomfortable to change things up. Even though I’m okay eating different things, it’s usually actually less than I would eat during a “normal” day at home. So…
Underestimated activity + Overestimated food = the fact that traveling isn’t healthy for me.
But for some reason, I’m not that stressed about this trip. I found out my room has a mini-fridge, so I’ll hit the Wal-Mart and buy a few things to have on hand—yogurt, fruit, veggies, water, etc. For everything else, I’ll play it by ear and try not to be neurotic if my meals are less than perfect or not exactly what I want.
It’s only for a couple of days and worrying about things that haven’t happened yet is the most unhealthy thing I could do.
In fact, I only get stressed out over things (work, time, family, etc.) because I feel like I have to do so many things at a certain time and a certain way. The phone rings, I have to answer it. An e-mail comes in, I have to reply that second. I ate this earlier, so I have to eat this later.
I’m so busy trying to prevent stress in the future that I end up stressing myself out in the process. Counterproductive, don’t you think?
So, this is a pep talk to myself for next week (and to anyone who might be traveling in the near future):
- Prepare for the situation, but don’t do “normal” if an adventure awaits.
- Take advantage of the change in scenery and the ambiguity of being somewhere new where no one knows you.
- Just because you’re not in your own bed doesn’t mean you aren’t in still in your own head—be responsible for your own health and make no excuses.
- since you have to do it anyway, enjoy it for what it’s worth (you’ll be back home before you know it.)
And hey, even if it stinks it will make for an entertaining blog post.
P.S. Baby goats make me happy.
(I drive by them every day on my way to and from work—no kidding. Get it?)