Day 14 - Mad

I brought my stuff to workout. Mat, resistance band thingies, jump rope. Only to be presented with a room that isn't large enough and then a gym meant for people with a wingspan of less than 5 feet.

I went back to my room and cried.

A few sniffles later I realized that I'm glad this happened semi-early on and now I know how to prepare for my next trip. To make sure I find a place to work out. Open space. Anything.

Next week it's Philly. While dripping tears onto my iPhone I mapped out the route to the Whole Foods from my hotel.

That gives me a little bit of hope.