Traveling can be physically demanding, but I’ve found three things helpful.
First, I love what I do. I don’t get out of bed in the morning; I jump out of bed! I’m blessed in that I enjoy what I do now even more than when I started in 1973. I love to speak to different groups in different locations. Since they cannot come to me, I can’t wait to go to them. When you love what you do as much as I do, it almost doesn’t matter that it’s physically demanding. It pales in comparison to the joy!
Secondly, I keep in shape. I run three to five miles a day, and I seldom miss. That’s been a huge help to keep up with the events, but also to keep up with the airports! Getting to the right gate for my next flight can sometimes seem like a quarter-mile jog!
Finally, I travel sensibly. My assistant does a great job in getting the best travel prices for the church who is reimbursing us for the expenses. At the same time, though, I will not take a red eye flight in order to save the church $30. Physically, it is not worth it. I also try to use common sense in how tightly I schedule my engagements.
Yes, traveling is physically demanding. The above three have helped make stepping on a plane something I love instead of something I dread.