Hello, friends. It’s been a while since my last post. I’ve been in a little bit of a funk lately. I’m trying to pull myself out of it and reestablish my good habits. Like with most things in life, it’s a continual struggle. Writing is definitely one of my good habits. Aside from this public blog, I also have private journals, which I have also been neglecting. The funk, like the rain, comes periodically, but it always gives way to the sun again.
Our trip to Colorado happened. It was good to spend time with our family there. We didn’t do a lot besides hang out at the house, play cards, and generally catch up with everyone. This trip was really more of a test run to see how flying standby was going to work. One of our close friends is an employee of United airlines and has graciously added us to his travel pass program. This allows us to fly at cost (under $40 a leg), as long as there are empty seats on the flight. For the most part, everything worked fine. Our first flight was canceled due to mechanical problems, but we were able to get out the next day. The only problem we had was me getting motion sickness.
I have never experienced motion sickness before. In fact, my stomach is usually ironclad. I can fall asleep on most roller coasters, so having this happen on an airplane was really unexpected. I think it had something to do with the bizarre combination of food that I had eaten that morning. I started the day out with a bag of Combos and a Coke. On the flight, the attendant offered us a snack box, since we had to endure sitting on their plane for so long the previous day. Oh, forgot to mention that we boarded and deplaned twice on the ill-fated flight. Back to the infamous snack box. The box contained an assortment of meats, cheeses, crackers, and M&M’s. I ate some of all the items. So, I had this devil’s brew churning in my stomach, and the flight was a bumpy one. Nausea wasted no time seizing me. It was horrible. I spent most of the flight teetering on the verge of blowing chunks. It took every ounce of focus and energy that I had to prevent this from happening on the plane. When we landed, I made a b-line for the bathroom, where I remained, violently barfing, for about half an hour.
I suppose I can’t let this post go without saying something about the United controversy. I’ve flown with United a few times, even before the whole standby thing, and I have never had a problem. Their people have always been super nice and helpful. The video of Dr. Dao getting wrenched out of his seat and drug away like an animal was pretty hard to watch. Obviously, I condemn the violence that was used to force him off the plane. It shouldn’t have happened, but in a way, I’m glad it did. Large corporations seldom change their policy unless they are forced to. This viral video footage and the ensuing national outrage against United will ensure that the airlines take a hard look out how they treat passengers. Last I heard United is even talking about doing away with their practice of overbooking flights altogether. So there is a lot of positive change in the works now, thanks to Dr. Dao’s stubbornness. With all that said, my thoughts are that the dude should have got off the plane before being manhandled off. This is basically my personal policy with people who are “in authority.” If it were me, just like if I were being treated unfairly by the police, I would calmly state that I believe they are in the wrong to demand that I do something against my will, and then I would shut my trap and comply. Why? Because the police and security personnel are human beings. They do not like having their supposed authority challenged. As we seen in the video, things can get ugly when you cross that line. I would begrudgingly comply with their demands, and complain and possibly sue the shit out of them later. However, that wouldn’t make for a good game-changing viral video though, so thanks, Dr. Dao for taking one for the team.
We must remember that everyone we deal with in our day to day lives are also human beings. I have found that the simple act of being nice to the people who serve us goes a long, long way. Sure, you can be an asshole if you want. It’s a free country after all. Just remember that when they need someone to get off their plane, it’s probably not going to be the guy who smiled at them and asks them how their day is going. Treat people well, and life will get a lot easier for you, I guarantee it.
Back to my funk. For the past few weeks, I have been losing ground with my weight loss. I am still doing the intermittent fasting, and only eating once a day. However, I haven’t been doing well on my food choices. Last week, due to poor planning, we had fast food every day. Thanks to the fasting I haven’t ballooned up to 300 pounds, but I have gotten back up into the 250’s. I’ve been gaining about 1.5 pounds a week. This has got to stop. I’m going to make sure that we get to the store and stock up on healthy food for next week, and with any luck, I will be back on track by next Saturday.
That’s all I have for now. Till next time.