Tuesday, November 20, 2012
I used to have this really fit friend. She taught aerobics at the Y. We took a trip together relatively regularly. She could NOT sit in a car for very long without getting fidgity and uncomfortable. I did not get it then... I'd been "trained" by the way my dad traveled!
Guess what? I'm her now!
I was on the road before 6 Eastern time. Stopped several times to walk around a rest area, fuel up, bathroom break, or get more coffee. By 2 p.m., when the sign at the side of the road pointed to Gulf Islands National Coast? Yep, Dexter was tired of my whining and headed straight for the exit. We ended up at Pensacola Beach. A kindly gent, walking in the surf, volunteered to snap my picture to prove I was there. As with all the photos from this trip, it will have to wait until I get home to show up here.
Speaking of home, as soon as I got off the beach, I decided I've got what I needed from this trip, and I'd like Scotty to beam me up. Unfortunately, I drove. So... I told the GPS to take me home... and it proceeded to drag me through Alabama and into Mississippi on the way. For a bit there, it was pretty well off the beaten track, but fortunately it came out at a point that was good for a stop. After a good night's sleep, I'll see how far I get tomorrow.
In the end, I'm grateful the weather has been so good for this trip. And while I may whine a bit about vehicle jail, I think I'm learning the ropes of the exercise yard available. And healthy choices for food? I packed a car full, and have been using it.