Since putting on my weight, I have acquired a fear of flying. It isn't the fear of flying, or crashing, though I have always had that fear as well, but it is the fear that I am going to get onto the plane, find my seat, and not be able to fit or buckle up. I should say that this fear also applies to theme park rides. Something about those itty bitty seats that are so small I need my glasses to find them and then having other people see me struggle and not succeed in squishing and squeezing myself into them, really puts me on edge.
Anyway, I was flying to the Bay Area this weekend as a surprise trip, (which you can read all about on my other blog here http://mccutcheonclan5.blogspot.com/ ) and I felt that familiar anxiety building up. I would much rather drive the 10 hours than have to feel humiliation at not being able to fit in a seat.
So the time came for me to board, and OF COURSE I am in the middle seat!!! In between miss perfect pants, (tall, blond, thin, beautiful...you know the type) and a nice, young, attractive man. Why not, add salt to my wounds, go ahead!!!
I sucked up my pride, (and my gut) and slid into my seat. OH MY HECK! That didn't take any effort! Ok, now for the real test. I found my buckle and.....click! I did it!!! I was so proud of myself I was smiling like a circus clown. I couldn't believe how easy that all was. Yes the seats were still tight, but miss perfect pants and ALL the other travelers were uncomfortable. It wasn't just me!
After the weekend was over and I had to fly back home, I didn't feel the anxiety while waiting to board anymore. I was all prepared to squeeze in between two other passengers. Then God granted me an open row. Haha, I got all 3 seats to myself :)
Now, my fear of not fitting in the seats is null and void, I can focus all my fear of flying on the REAL threat, Crashing!
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