My memorial day was a lot of fun.  I normally spend it being lazy, opening my pool that I manage or just hanging out.  This year was different as I drove all the way to Charollettesville, VA.  (all the way, meaning….2.5 hours…ha).

If I only knew what adventures were going to happen…

Something that has been asked to me a lot via email is what do I eat when I travel?  Do I get nervous that it isn’t my normal food, or food that I’m used too?  Does it make me anxious? 

*First, I eat enough to fuel me.

The answer to being nervous and anxious-well no not really.  Don’t get me wrong-I love the travels I do and I love eating out, but eating out everyday for a week is when I normally get sick of it.   There comes a certain point though when all I want to eat is homemade food or not make a big production of going out to eat.

Plus-I’m forever hungry so I’m always eating more than everyone else combined.  Why yes those are 5 powerbars and 3 muscle milks in my back pocket…problem?  I just always remember that a week is nothing in your big scheme of life.  You can get back on board when you get home and not worry in the moment.

This weekend I was lucky enough to go hang out with my running buddy and his family in Charolettesville.  His grandparents made homemade ice-cream (the best I’ve ever had), we had ribs, brisket.  Everything was so good.

If I hadn’t mentioned before, Tim is also a collegiate skiier, so water skiing was like…no big deal…for him.  For me it was instadeath. 

I “preferred” this water bouncy thing.  When they were pulling us around, we thought it would be funny to dive off when they weren’t looking. 

Oh my stars.

It was. 

Question for you:

1.       What do you do about traveling and eating?

2.       How was your memorial day?