March Madness

Welcome to March! I kicked off the month with four nearly consequetive airline flights from Baltimore to Atlanta to Fort Lauderdale, to Atlanta again, and then, on a 12-2am red eye back to the land of snow and freezing raining, back to good old Boston.

Pros to this scenario include an airport meal voucher for a McDonald's chocolate milkshake and catching up with two of my favorite work people. Cons are squarely the feeling one gets on her fourth flight in 24 hours after midnight tens of thousands of miles above the earth during a torrential rainstorm in seat 9B.

17 hours in Fort Lauderdale -

5 sleeping, 6 training, 1 driving, 4 at the airport and 1 hour for a glorious walk on the beach.

The winter is almost over. Part of me is excited for swimming, hiking and running and the less insanity-filled work days that lie ahead April through August. Part of me worries that the Blue Hills Ski Area will close any day now, and I'll be beside myself missing what little snow there actually was this year.

Life really does speed by, and all we can do is make sure we get sand in our winter boots whenever possible.