Early Airport

Setting my alarm for 4:20 in the morning was not something I'd like to get into the habit of doing. But Dad and I got to the airport at 5:10 or so and I made it quickly through security. Westchester airport is a small, one terminal place where, while there are multiple gates, they all leave from the same room. On the first flight, from Westchester to DC, a woman told me that it was great to see a man knitting and asked if I knew that the best knitters in the world happen to be men...I didn't but listened eagerly as she told me his name (I do plan to look him up). A second woman, this time in the DC airport asked me what sport I did because I was carrying my brothers backpack from the 2008 Olympics, I said that I did track but that the bag was from rowing, earned by my brother. Needless to say that when I finally got home and Kate picked me up at the airport, I was ready to be done traveling. Even eating some donuts from Washtenaw only perked me up for a few hours before I took a nice afternoon nap. We made some pizzas that turned out most excellently, watched Salt via a thumb drive plugged in to the TV, tried on the USA gear I got for being my brothers Coach for Worlds and I'm not ready for bed. I'm scared and excited to go to my follow up with Dr. Miller tomorrow, it's been nine months since I had surgery and just want everything to be alright.