Whenever hunger pains hit in an airport, I lament over my lack of choices and lack of planning. Most likely I am going to have trouble finding something healthy at all, let alone vegetarian or vegan. I can almost guarantee it’s going to be expensive. The ingredients in the food at the airport are out of my control whereas if I made something myself, I would know more precisely what I am eating.
Today I flew in from Philly and was reminded how much of a choice it is to be healthy. Walking to the train station (trains!) along the Schulkill River I passed dozens of people using their lunch breaks to run, jog, or ride a bike. I longed to be galloping along the path enjoying a wonderful (and rare) beautiful day on the east coast.
Do yourself a favor today and choose behaviors and inputs that contribute to who you want to become instead of drain the spirit you work so hard to maintain. (Yes, I mean you Deb Henry.)