It's Okay to Have Bad Days
I had to reassure myself that it is okay to have a bad day when flying back from Toronto. Firstly, my flight was delayed in leaving, which meant I would miss my connector to GP. Steve had to drive to Edmonton in the rain to get me. Next, I got on the plane and a very tall very intimidating man was sitting in my window seat. I get it, planes are small and he just wouldn't fit in the center but I would! I sat pretzeled in the middle, but maybe this wouldn't be so bad... I was so ready to chow down on my wine gums and potato chips, (food calms me), when the passenger to the left of me sat down. He was the guy in the restaurant who already witnessed me eating a whole plate of gravy covered poutine and drinking a tall, light colored brew!! Crap! I then listen to how he has climbed Mount Kilimanjaro and has run 38 marathons around the world, he is doing his 39th next week. The Boston Marathon was one of his favorites as well as the on...