(I’m at the Salt Lake International Airport, waiting to get on a flight to Austin, Texas. It’s been three months since I’ve flown. While I’m excited to go on a trip with my wife, I’m also a bit nervous. I don’t get the nerves to fly. I’m often on airplanes during the NBA season, following the Utah Jazz around the continent — for my job, not because I’m a groupie.)
I’m nervous — and curiously excited — as we stand in Terminal C. I’m wondering if I will need the dreaded seat-belt extender. I wrote about this in March. Being able to sit in an airplane seat without that annoying and kind of embarrassing accessory is one of my goals.
We’re about to board. I think I won’t ask and see if the weight I’ve lost is enough to let me buckle without the extra belt.
Here we go …
