Travel Fitness: Just Say No To Bread

Before I go on a trip, I go hard with the workouts and have a strict meal plan. It’s no longer for the Tahiti photo opp (see The Tahiti Diet: Making the Bungalow Selfie Count), it’s to create a buffer for the overeating and drinking that I will do (see A Holiday of Healthy, Tipsy, & on Budget? Basically Impossible). The first opportunity to let my guard down is on the plane. On any good international carrier, you will be offered an assortment of dough. From croissants, to garlic bread, to my favorite, pretzel bread, there’s no shortage of opportunities to become soft. I may be strong enough to resist on the first go around, but when they politely ask, “Are you sure you don’t want bread?”, I typically cave. One piece will not hurt anyone, but when an itinerary lasts for the normal 24 days and there are a dozen flights, little pieces of manna do not help. For my trip to Roatan, my self-control did not last long. Despite the sour service (see AA Business SJU-MIA: Flick the White Button!), I could not resist the sweet bread.