The Travel Bug

The fist time I was ever on an airplane was when I was 9 years old. I was in third grade, and my parents took me and my younger brother to Disney World. I’m pretty sure we flew on TWA, and although you could not longer smoke on airplanes, I distinctly remember the armrest in my seat having an ashtray in it.

I don’t remember much from the trip, to be honest. Space Mountain, breakfast with Aladdin (where my brother cried and hid from Jafar the entire time) watching the laser light show while sitting on top of a garbage can in the pouring rain while wearing a Mickey Mouse poncho, and watching some weird 3D movie where they were throwing pies into the audience on the screen, but it looked like they were coming directly at your face. Cool stuff for 1995.

But then I returned to the monotony of 3rd grade life. Addition. Subtraction. Multiplication. No division. That wasn’t until 4th grade. But getting on an airplane changed me indefinitely. I got the sense that there was this great big world out there, just waiting to be explored, and I wanted to take as much of it in as possible.

I returned to the Happiest Place on Earth in 6th grade, not with my family, but with one of my best friends. We explored the Magic Kingdom, Universal Studios, MGM and Epcot, and I learned the trials of traveling with another person for an extended period of time. For being only 12 years old, the trip sure didn’t entail much adult supervision!

The next time I flew I was in 8th grade. Spring of 2000.  My 8th grade class took a trip to Washington D.C. and while we weren’t old enough to appreciate the history of our great nation, the bonding that took place over that trip was incredible.

This was the last year that flying was a smooth simple process. The next year, September 11th changed everything. And while the travel industry changed immensely after that tragedy, my love for travel remained unscathed.

Now I’m 31. I’ve been to 39 states, 8 different countries, and I have no intention of slowing down. I’ve flown a few hundred thousand miles, and I’ve driven another few hundred thousand miles… But outside of a random SnapChat, IG post or occasional blip on Facebook, I’ve done a terrible job at documenting my trips, travels, and journeys. That’s why I started this blog. To reminisce on old times, and to record new adventures, so hopefully, someday when I’m old and grey, I can look back in awe at how much of this beautiful earth I really got to see.

Cheers to more travel!

Getting To The Finish Line

I’m an ideator. A creative by nature. I love coming up with new concepts, new ideas, new ventures, etc. I get really excited about the idea of taking on a new project, thinking about all of the different pathways I could go down, and daydreaming about the final outcome. There’s just one problem… I’m rarely complete the task.

For reasons unknown, I am an extremely strong starter, and a really poor finisher. In fact, I will be ecstatic if I actually finish this blog post!

The reason that I am saying this is because I am embarking on what should be a 14 day detox, and I am hoping that by writing a blog about my newest venture, it will hold me accountable in some way, shape or form.

So why this detox? Well, a few reasons. For starters, I just don’t feel nearly as healthy as I have been in the past, and I am hoping that by flushing out my system, I will start feeling a little better. The second reason is that I have put on a few pounds this year and I am hoping it will help jump-start my weight-loss.

So, this is day one. I’m off to an okay start, but not as solid as I would have hoped. I missed breakfast. I was meeting some girls at Starbucks this morning, and by the time I was ready to head out the door, I didn’t have time to make anything, and there were not a whole lot of food options in the house. Note to self: buy groceries!

So, my breakfast this morning consisted of a non-fat, Flat White, which, if you haven’t had a Flat White, I highly recommend it! Ok, it’s not necessarily the breakfast of champions, but it held me over until I got home, where I made an egg and cheese burrito. High in protein. Maybe a little high in fat, but it left me feeling full and much more energized than I had been.

After eating my burrito, I had my first “dose”of my detox. I decided to go with Bootea’s 14 day Teatox. It’s a company based out of the UK and you can learn all about various teatox products here. I decided on a Bootea’s Teatox for 3 reasons. 1) Whatever kind of cleanse I did, I wanted it to be as natural as possible. With all of the gazillions of weight-loss products out there, this just seemed like the best way for me to achieve the results I was looking for. 2) Boo Tea has some of the top-rated teatox products out there. And 3) I like tea. Yea. It really did come down to that.

My products came in the mail late last week, so I made up my mind that Monday I would kick off my very first Teatox! There are 2 components to this particular teatox. There is a 14 day supply of loose leaf tea (which does come in teabags) and a 7 day supply of the Bedtime cleanse (which should be taken every other night).

I had my first cup of the regular tea right after I ate my breakfast. It was good. Honestly, nothing too special as far as tea goes. It tastes good, which was one of my big concerns. But it literally tastes like a normal green tea. I’m going to head to the gym this afternoon to get in a workout, and I will be taking my evening cup of tea sometime before I go to bed, and that will be the end of Day 1!

I’ve also decided to post photos of my progress. We’ll see how I look after 14 days!