United Airlines is trying to sabotage my diet!
Right now I have a headache. I blame United Airlines and their new “you aren’t allowed to bring anything on our planes” policy. I am preparing to go back east for the weekend and because of the new regulations for carry-on travel, this is proving a big pain in the a@!. It is less than Jenny Craig friendly as well. Typically, I travel pretty light. I only use a carry-on with some clothes, much needed prescription medications, and a few make-up and hair care products. With the “no liquids” policy in effect, I have to cut out some lip-glosses, mascara, moisturizer, hair gel, yadda, yadda, yadda. That’s no big deal. But now, I can’t bring on JC either. So many things qualify as liquids that you wouldn’t normally think about. Jenny Craig dressing is out. So are soups, diet coke and water (guess that one is obvious), and yogurt. The list goes on. It sucks because on a five hour flight it is going to be impossible to not eat and I was counting on the JC snacks, diet Coke and diet yogurt to save me from the temptation of plane food. That sort of sounds like an oxymoron, doesn’t it? Tempting plane food? Any way, I can always try to buy some food at a JC in Maryland or Virginia but that is so much more inconvenient than bringing it myself.
I’m worried about this trip even without the airline mess. Traveling and dieting have always been hard for me. If this were a solemn occasion things might be different. But this trip is to see friends and have fun, and what do friends usually do together? Eat. At least that’s what my friends do. It’s just more fun to catch up with friends while going out to dinner and drinks or cooking at someone’s house. Who gets a group together to talk for hours over a nice long jog? Somebody might but that somebody ain’t me. Besides, my friends aren’t exactly the working out every day type. Oh, I’m so stressed! Oh well, I will do the best I can. I worked out like a crazy person today and maybe I can find a way to take long walks over the weekend or something. Sigh. I’ll let you know how well I stick to my JC guns upon my return.