. . . and old shoes. They are lost the exact same shoe, except I couldn’t find the old model number, which kinda irks me. When I put those shoes on, they were as comfortable as if I had been wearing them for years – like old denim. They were the first shoes I had bought in over a decade that were the right width (I have WIDE feet, and generally have to get a size or two larger than my actual foot just to get the width I need). It made me think I could actually get my real shoe size. I hated the style of the shoes (very orthopedic looking), but I quickly learned to ignore that in favor of shoes that actually FIT.
But after 444 miles (according to my FitBit, so add some from before I got it), these shoes were ready to be replaced. The trip to Salt Lake City finally did them in.
The new shoes aren’t quite as perfect on the inside, and even more orthopedic looking on the outside – but they don’t cramp my toes, which can’t be said of 99% of shoes out there. After 100 miles, they’ll be perfectly beat up and broken in. 🙂
(BTW – did you know that you should replace your shoes every 300-500 miles? And if you are getting 10,000 steps in a day, on average, that means they should be replaced 4 times a year!)
She was kind of a stern looking woman, wasn’t she? But as far as role models for girls go, she’s pretty awesome.
Juliette Gordon Low . . .
- stood on her head at every birthday just to prove she could do it.
- helped organize a convalescent hospital during the Spanish American War.
- started Girl Scouts when she was in her 50s.
- welcomed girls of all nationalities and abilities into Girl Scouts at a time when this was not done.
- encouraged girls to not only learn about homemaking in the 1920s, but also science and business.
- flew in some of the earliest powered planes.
- would frequently use her deafness to pretend not to hear when someone tried to get out of doing work for the Girl Scouts. (I wish I could use this sometimes . . .)
- acted fearlessly, compassionately, and intelligently at all times. And had a great sense of humor, too.
Happy birthday, Juliette, and thank you for bringing into being an organization that means so much to me and my daughter.
So I know it might seem kind of weird, but one of the things I wasn’t sure if I should bring was a water bottle. Last Convention, part of the swag that everyone with a ticket got was a water bottle (the Girl Scout one in the pic above). It’s metal (so it gets dented), and has a narrow screw top (my least favorite style). But you know what, it’s a water bottle, and I have to carry around a water bottle with me pretty much wherever I go, especially now that I am trying to lose weight and being more active. I typically go through a gallon or more a day, not forcing myself to drink, just drinking when I get thirsty.
And that’s here in Houston, where the humidity ranges from 60-90%.
Salt Lake City has a year round average of 55% humidity. Arid. Desert-like. Oh, my poor gills! 🙂
So a water bottle was a necessity. But, while I was planning my packing list, I tried to cut every ounce I could get away with, because I KNEW I would be coming back with STUFF. So . . . do I pack my lovely favorite cherry blossom water bottle with a easy to fill wide mouth, but flip top lid, with a carabiner loop?!?!? (Yep, I seriously love this bottle) Or do I assume I’m going to get one in my swag bag? Even if it’s one of those stupid pack flat bottles, It’s still a water bottle. And I don’t have to bring it back home (just ask my pants).
In the end, I brought my bottle. I knew I would want it in the airport and on the plane, so it was better not to have to wait until I was in the Convention Center to figure out if I was going to get a water bottle. And if I had bet on getting a bottle in my swag bag, I would have been buying one at the Girl Scout Shop Booth – and my house does NOT need another water bottle.
See these two cute little bags? They totally pulled it off. I packed everything in them coming and going and carried them both on. My little blue suitcase is not the maximum allowable size, so it easily slid into the overhead compartments of all three Southwest planes I flew on. I probably could have even opened the expansion gusset on the way home if I had needed to.
But I didn’t need to. I was able to bring back all my clothes (except those awful pants that were too big, but including the boots that I didn’t wear), plus all my new patches, plus all the paperwork and brochures and booklets, plus all the vendor swag (which I forgot to take a picture of before I gave it away to the girls in my troop), plus the dozen pencils I got for my troop (and they all arrived unbroken), plus the reusable grocery bag our swag came in, plus the freaking FULL SIZED BACKPACK that EF Tours was giving away! Yeah, even though I brought a packable tote bag as a just in case measure, I ended up bringing home a freaking backpack.
And that was just in the suitcase. My hygiene bag, SWAPs, water bottle, snacks, and other things I wanted to keep at my feet during the flights was in my tote bag. Which working perfectly, as well. It was perfect to take to the Council Session filled with my Delegate Workbook, notepad, cell phone, backup battery (which definitely got used!!), and patch bag. Then it was also perfect for walking around the Hall of Experiences as a place to stuff all the vendor swag and brochures. And it was perfect for doing some urban hiking around downtown. And the big un-organized front pocket was perfect for dropping in the patches and SWAPs I received to keep them separate from my patches and not get lost in the bottom of the main compartment.
Also, I don’t know what they call it, but I LOVE the little pocket on the back of some bags (like my tote) with a zipper on the bottom which allows them to slide over the handle of a rolling bag. LOVE IT. Definitely look for one if you are looking for your next urban adventure bag.
So I brought the patches. The whole gallon bag of them. And swapped a LOT. I’m really happy about this lovely stash of patches. There are a lot from the various Texas Councils, because we all sat together, so they were easy to get to, and a lot from Ohio, because there were a lot of volunteers and staff from Ohio helping out here to see how it’s done (the Utah staff and volunteers came and helped out at ours 3 years ago for the same reason). There’s even quite a few from Legacy Councils that no longer exist (maybe their History Committee hooked them up, too). And there’s a lot that I need to look up the initials of to see exactly where they are from.
The ones down the right hand side are all the patches I got from vendor booths. My faves of these are the Space Camp, UK Brownie 100th Birthday, and KOA patches.
But these are my specials. Three of them (the ones that say Utah or are shaped like Utah) I actually bought as Convention souvenirs. The two on the top right are from meeting and swapping with Anna Maria Chavez and Connie Lindsey, the CEO and President of the Board for GSUSA (although Connie Lindsey had actually just stepped down when I swapped with her *grins*). And the bottom two may not look like much, but I love them for where they came from – those are my Girl Scouts Overseas patches, one from France and one from Italy.
I will definitely do this again for my next Convention. I definitely liked bringing home the flat and nearly indestructible patches more than the SWAPs (some of which were very delicate). And yes, I brought home SWAPs, too, because not everyone brought patches to swap, and I really didn’t want to take any of my patches home so I swapped for SWAPs. Next Convention, though, before Sunday’s meeting/ceremony, I am just going to start giving away whatever patches I have left!
(trying to take a picture of yourself on a treadmill is hard)
Since I am trying to get in better shape, I made a promise to myself that I would get down to the fitness center in my hotel (with FOUR treadmills) every morning and start the day with an hour of walking.
Okay, so I never did an hour.
And I even skipped a day.
But I was walking all over downtown and all through the Convention Center and all over my hotel and all over 3 different airports, and ended up doing over 60,000 steps during the course of my trip. I DID go to the fitness center every day except one (I forgot my alarm doesn’t go off on weekends and barely got ready in time for the business session) and did a minimum of 30 minutes every morning.
Then I realized how spoiled I am by my treadmill at home. Because I am so large, we had to get a very fancy model with a motor that could take my weight. It also has some serious fans. Even the ancient treadmills at my gym have little fans built in. These dinky Precor models at the hotel did not, though, and I think that was what contributed to my shorter workouts more than anything else. I did love going outside after my walk into 45 degree weather to stretch out, though. 🙂
But one of the things that made me happiest during my trip was my feeling of capability. When I was asked to take another spin around the Hall of Exhibits, I said sure – I can do that. When asked if I wanted to go to various parks and squares around downtown, I said sure – I can do that. Letterboxing? Climbing up and down stairs? Pulling a suitcase full of swag back to the hotel? BRING IT.
I didn’t go to the party – Saturday was very long, and I was pleasantly and mentally exhausted by the end of it.
Unfortunately, all the walking and activity really just kept pace with all the rich splurging I did at meal times. I tried not to go overboard, but I did have pasta, a burger, beer, desserts, and mexican food. Overall I didn’t lose, but I didn’t really gain either – which I count as a win.
So from now on, unless the adventure is hiking, backpacking, camping, or some other kind of activity – I am definitely going to be hitting the gym at every hotel I stay at. Even if it’s just for 30 minutes because their stupid treadmills don’t have fans. Especially on our next road trip. Sitting for 7-11 hours with snacks at hand is gonna suck.