Recently I went on a work trip for a conference. I had hoped to exercise at the hotel’s gym while I was there, but I also knew that I don’t like to miss out on things. I packed my leggings, t-shirt, and shoes so I wouldn’t have that as an excuse. I kept preparing myself for working out in a gym which I don’t normally do.
The flight over took all day. We met at our school’s parking lot at 3:30 am and drove in to the local airport an hour away. The first flight was two and a half hours with a five hour layover before getting on the next flight for six hours.
My exercise that day was walking from the parking lot to our gate, walking around the airport during our layover, and getting to the bus. I was sore from all the confined sitting of the day. Getting ready for bed, I mentioned to my roommate that I might want to get up and exercise before breakfast and starting the conference. Then I looked at the check-in time and decided that I needed the sleep more. No exercising took place that day unless we want to count walking from meeting room to the next and the two block walk to dinner and back. I hurt everywhere and I was struggling staying awake in the meetings.
The following morning, I got up at 5 am, despite staying up until 2am talking with my roommate, and went down to the next floor to the gym. They had treadmills, ellipticals, weights, and various other equipment. I stepped onto the elliptical and found my rhythm. It was fantastic. Soon I forgot how early it was and just went for it. I forgot to bring my music or audio book, so I just thought to myself and peered down into the building across the road.
I felt much better the rest of the day. We even went out and walked around the streets for an hour before our next meeting. Though the flight on the following day was another long one, I felt much better sitting in the confining seats. I am going to have to be sure to exercise more often when I travel.
We have our tickets; the trip is real. Now the fears are setting in. They are just as real.
The fear of not being prepared is first and foremost. I am out of shape and I know it. Every day, I have great plans that seem to get waylaid for work or weather reasons. I am, as I have said before, a fair-weather hiker. However, with the end in sight, I need to get over that. I have found that if the plans aren’t overly specific, I will get something done. So, I will keep pursuing fitness and keep increasing my duration and stamina.
Another fear is that we might not be able to get into France or Spain because we didn’t do something correctly or that we don’t have a compelling enough reason to enter. We will continue to research and take everything step by step. Currently the question is whether or not we need to get a visa for the three countries that our trail will take us to.
As we move closer to the trip, we will work on each of our problems and milestones. This is one time fear will not stop us. We have a goal, a destination, and a determination. Between the two of us we can do this.
We did it! It’s official…sort of. Last week my daughter and I sat down via phone to look, on our perceptive computers, at airplane tickets. We are going to Europe this June to hike the Camino de Santiago. It’s real!
It was a little nerve wracking. We were searching the great Googleverse to find the cheapest tickets while also trying to determine if it was better to fly into Barcelona or Paris. We looked at the train times and the rates going to St Jean Pied de Port from each location. We have settled on Paris because the train has a shorter time than Barcelona the plane tickets were very close in price.
In looking for the tickets, we found that there are new restrictions for flying overseas. This is causing us some worries. France requires a vaccine card, a covid test three days before traveling, a health card, airplane tickets, a hotel room, and a compelling reason to enter. This later part is causing us to worry. Is hiking the Camino de Santiago compelling enough? We do have the option of changing our flight to Barcelona, but St Jean Pied de Port is in France. We might have to make other changes.
Since buying the tickets, excitement has encompassed my life. I want to tell everyone about it. The first time I saw a person I have hiked with locally, I had to tell them that it was official; we had purchased our ticket. I excitedly tell people in casual conversation that I am going to Spain this summer with my daughter. It is always fun to get to explain the trip and watch their reactions. It’s bragging, I know. But it also extends the excitement, and in the current social climate, I need to find something to keep the motivation up. There are enough stressors out there to weigh on me and my excitement.
Soon I want to cover the travel restrictions and what steps we must take to finalize our plans. I also want to weigh in on my health and things that have been developing. Eventually I will need to address accommodations and gear. Check back to see what is new.