Peace Be The Journey

So, my life kind of revolves around food, and I REALLY enjoy eating. I spend hours a day either eating, thinking about what I'm going to eat, cooking, eating some more, searching for recipes, packing more food to eat while watching cooking shows. I could watch Cooking Channel and Food Network for hours, just ask my friends. I will watch and dream of eating all that beautiful food and wonder aloud how I can become a guest judge on any of these cooking competitions or food travel shows. If you know, you must tell me! You think I'm joking? I never joke about food. Ok, sometimes, but I'm really serious about my food. I have to plan my day around eating. Here's what a normal day looks like in my life this summer: Wake up and eat breakfast. Pack up all the food I will need before I leave the house for the day. Workout Second breakfast Get ready and go to work Mid-morning snack Work Lunch Work Mid-afternoon snack Work Late-afternoon snack Drive home Cook su

Here's a question I'm sure you've asked yourself: If I had to pack for 6 months of travel in a winter sport, what would I take? Well, let me tell you, it's not an easy task, but I believe the last 5 seasons have helped me become a packing master. Here are the problems I regularly encounter: 1. Winter clothes are heavy. Why didn't I play a summer sport? 2. Baggage fees are stupid. The money I paid to get on this plane wasn't enough to get my clothes on board with me? 3. Motorcycle helmets don't fit well in bags or overhead compartments, but they do act like a secret compartment for snacks as a sneaky third carry-on. If anyone ever questions me, I can always carry my snacks and wear it onto the plane like a hat. That wouldn't cause a panic at all. 4. Bobsled requires way too many shoes. I typically travel with 10 pairs: 2 pairs of bobsled spikes, track spikes, weightlifting shoes, winter boots, waterproof shoes, tennis shoes, casual shoes, casua