Most people would consider me a freak for saying this, but…
I do NOT like to travel.
And no, it’s not because I was just stuck on a busted Amtrak train from Baltimore to New York City, got towed to Trenton, and then had to transfer to a slow, regional train for the rest of the ride.
Because even when a trip goes flawlessly…
And the food is delectable… the adventures exciting… the hotels luxurious… and the views are awe-inspiring…
I still look forward to returning to my beloved lair in BMore.
Call me a curmudgeon…
But I simply enjoy my daily routine too darn much.
I enjoy my morning walks with my wife. I enjoy drinking my homemade Americanos. I enjoy writing from my big comfy couch. I enjoy working out in my home gym or going 2 minutes down the street to rock climb at Earth Treks. And I enjoy cuddling in bed at night under my Queen-sized covers.
But here’s the thing…
I don’t just follow this routine because I’ve made it a habit.
These habits allow me to operate at my best.
And when I break them?
My sleep gets out of sync.
My discipline takes a dive.
I feast on junk food and evade exercise.
And worst of all, I lose momentum towards my mission and become professionally unproductive.
Now, I recognize that I may just be a peculiar fellow when it comes to my conditioning.
But I simply can’t argue with the results.
And if you’re a creature of habit like I am (and enjoy the benefits like I do), then maybe you too should think twice before booking your next excursion abroad.
Your pen pal,