I had a great, fast-moving interview this morning, followed by no traffic to the airport. So rather than spend two and a half hours waiting in the airport, fretting over whether the flight home would be as delayed as the flight there (90 minutes), I thought: why not see if I can get moved to the earlier flight?
An hour of hair-pulling craziness later (all because of antiquated computer software and conflicting rules of different airlines that are owned by the same mother company), I was running onto the plane with the gate door closing behind me. I have to publicly acknowledge the best customer service by the most helpful set of airport employees I’ve ever encountered: Logan Airport Southwest employees, here’s to you!
And so with an additional two hours to work with, my four days of non-stop movement needs a little less adrenaline. Just slightly less, actually. With a load of laundry in, I’m about to happily stretch for my first dose of kung fu in three days. I thought I could get something done in the hotel room, but there wasn’t enough floor space to do stretching kicks, much less forms!
I hope I don’t have to spend any time getting back into a groove with the form. With less than forty-eight hours until showtime, this is no time to be cold! Every nuance must be remembered… and will be.