I knew this was going to be a pretty brutal stretch of travel, and it hasn't disappointed. Since March 25th...
- Fly to Shanghai and spend the week there
- Fly to London for weekend
- Fly from there to Amsterdam on a Sunday night
- Fly back to London
- Fly back to NY on a Thursday
- Good Friday and weekend to recuperate
- Take train to Washington, DC on a Tuesday
- Return to NY on a Friday
- Weekend to recuperate
- Fly to St. Louis last night
- Fly back to NY (as I type -- love me some GoGo)
- Have THREE whole days in the office
- Monday and Tuesday in NY (dinners in the city both nights)
- Fly to California on Wednesday
- Take red eye back six days later on a Monday night/Tuesday morning
- Then I'm finally back in NY for seven contiguous days. Yay!
|Will the airplane eat me or will I eat the airplane?|
- Stupid mini bar. This has historically been a weak point for me, so I re-doubled my efforts to keep this bad habit in check. For about a week (China to Europe), I made it a point to Tweet each day whether I had managed to avoid raiding the mini bar for snacks. Result: it totally worked. This was not a small feat for me, so I was pretty pleased.
Learning: Always have a plan when I am facing a known trouble spot. Pre-committing to the plan helped tremendously. Disclosing my results helped even more. BTW, I could have done exactly the same thing in a WW meeting with the same effect.
- Work the workouts. I worked out like a nut, regardless of how little sleep I had each night. My strategy here was my old standby to stay in hotels that either had great gyms (Shanghai) or hotels that were close to free-standing gyms (London, Amsterdam and Washington DC). One perk to waking up every morning at 3 AM in China was that I had all my work done by 6 AM so I could jam a 90 minute workout each of those days. Seems like a sad thing to be happy about, but it worked for me! I think this is the first time that I had this many days traveling overseas without missing a single day in the gym.
Learning: Have access to decent facilities and make room for the gym on my schedule (in this case by not sleeping -- not by choice mind you)
- (Most) meals: I stuck to standard breakfasts and lunches. For dinners, I worked pretty hard to make a conscious decision not to polish my plate and try to leave about 1/3 of it.
Learning: For predictable meals (breakfast and lunch), stick to the routine. For dinners, try to mentally rehearse a plan for how I would handle each meal.
- Room service = Satan's imp. After not really sleeping at all for two straight nights in Amsterdam (for no fun reason whatsoever), I arrived in London a bit of a wreck. I made the decision to have room service, and I promptly ate half the hotel. Nero would have been proud.
Learning: Avoid room service always. Period. I simply cannot be trusted in my own room. Frankly room service depresses me anyway. I'm getting much more into the habit of going to a local restaurant at night and eating by myself at the bar, iPad in hand. It's more social, and I'm much more restrained.
- Airplane food: I did what I wanted. I've pretty much given up trying to be a saint on flights over 8 hours. On balance, I will go for dishes that seem less bad, but I simply cannot (and do not) say no to cheese and crackers when I'm strapped to a seat.
Learning: These events aren't that big of a deal for me, so I'm not losing sleep over this.
- Am I a four year old? Who hides food so he won't eat it? Me. That's who.
- Why not just throw the food away? I really don't know. I felt guilty about doing that even though I knew that someone else threw them away. I'm weird that way.
- I knew that if I put them outside of my sight lines that I would be much less tempted to eat them. Out of sight, out of mind. That worked. I'm smart that way.