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Travel Day Back to Syracuse

It was nice not to have to wake up super early for the flight back to Syracuse. I got up around 7 a.m. and showered. I always feel gross flying so I wanted to at least start the day feeling fresh. I also headed upstairs to the concierge floor and got some oatmeal, fruit, and milk. I wanted to eat something so that I didn’t have to buy a lot at the airport.

Cailin and her family picked me up a little after 8 a.m. We headed to the Seattle-Tacoma airport. We hit a lot of traffic but we had enough time. None of us were checking bags so that makes traveling a lot easier. We made it to the airport with an hour to spare. We said our good-byes and made our way inside. For some reason I got cleared for security so I didn’t have to undress or empty my bag. What a breeze!

We all headed to Karen and Bill’s gate first as they were leaving first. We just chatted and when it was their time to board I headed towards the other end of the aiport. I started to get hungry so I grabbed a bagel and found a table to sit at. I did write a blog post but then I got a text from my friend Tiffany. She and her husband were flying out around the same time as me for a trip to I went and met up with them. We grabbed some lunch. Airport food is such a rip-off. It was such a small portion for almost $15 with a tip! We said our good-byes at my gate and I took a seat and waited to board.

Not flying first class sucked. I hate waiting to board, hoping there is space for my suitcase. Luckily I was in an exit row so I got called sooner rather than later. When I got to my seat I realized I had a ton of leg room. No seat in front of me! That was awesome.

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I got out my Kindle and started reading where I left off with Dark Places. I got wrapped up in the book and didn’t realize that once we had pulled away from the gate we hadn’t moved. The pilot came on after we were 30 minutes late saying there was a medical issue. Nothing was going on, which was odd. Another 30 minutes go by and the pilot tells us we are finally cleared to take off. So weird and so annoying! He said we would make up time. I was going to have to run or I was going to miss my flight in Charlotte. I just continued reading until we got closer to landing. Once we landed I realized I had about 20 minutes. That included the long process of getting to the gate. The flight attendant asked that anyone who was not connecting to sit down and let those who were go first. I pushed my way out into the aisle and got ready to hustle. Once people finally moved I was booking it to my gate, which was B2 and I was at C2 or something. I started running. As I was running I was huffing and puffing. I was wondering why the heck a short run was killing me. Oh yeah, I hadn’t run in 4 weeks thanks to my stress fracture. I didn’t have time to NOT run, so I kept up a run/walk thing. I made it to the gate and luckily they were still boarding. Hallelujah! I did not have to sleep in Charlotte.

Once I got into my seat I realized I was in a full sweat. I couldn’t believe how tired I was from a stupid airport run. I guess this no running thing really killed my running endurance.

I finished reading on the plane (Dark Places was seriously dark and twisted) and then realized I was starving. I didn’t have time to grab anything in Charlotte so I was stuck with my trail mix and Whole Foods cookie.

I got home, Mark picked me up and we went home. I think we got home after 12:30 a.m. I went to bed because I had to get up early for work. Yuck! It took me a while to fall asleep because I was on Seattle time. That damn time change screwed me coming home, that’s for sure.

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