Notes at 33,000 feet
I just had two Whiskey’s on Delta airlines on my way home from NYC.
I am in economy and it’s a 3 hour flight. I am not afraid of flying, especially at age 63, I know the inevitable is coming and death in flight is better than death with Alzheimers.
Still it is God awful boring. I read and I stand but it is so boring.
If there was ever a reason to have a drink this is it.
So I ask for a double Bloody Mary and I will buy a wrap turkey sandwich because I last ate 5 hours ago.
They don’t have vodka.
I am no longer on Victoza because of stomach discomfort.
I want to eat because I know I will get hyperphagic if I wait two more hours to eat. A smart person would have brought a protein bar. Ha!
Anyway, they have no lunches for sale, but they give me extra peanuts (they really should have pistachios, walnuts or almonds) and offer more free snacks.
I don’t want the carbs but then I realize I am hungry. (always a revelation to the reduced obese), so I ask for some biscuits, which the Delta steward was very generous with and gave me two without my asking. Nice.
Anyway, I agree to two whiskeys and a diet coke. I taste the whiskey and after a week of (near) abstinence at the conference I taste the whiskey and I realize I don’t need the diet coke.
I give them my credit card and their transmitter doesn’t work so they give me the whiskey for free. ( I had already opened it).
Anyway, life is good.
Alcohol dissolves will power, but after a week at an Obesity conference I was taught once again that the reduced obese don’t suffer from being lazy or lack of will power, they have a chronic disease called Obesity which was probably caused by epigenetics in fetus or being too fat as a child. I hope I can go home to Topeka and spread this message and teach folks how to maintain weight loss with satiety. I am excited and feel empowered with knowledge. It’s better than my last 3 trips around the world.
I just had two Whiskey’s on Delta airlines on my way home from NYC.
I am in economy and it’s a 3 hour flight. I am not afraid of flying, especially at age 63, I know the inevitable is coming and death in flight is better than death with Alzheimers.
Still it is God awful boring. I read and I stand but it is so boring.
If there was ever a reason to have a drink this is it.
So I ask for a double Bloody Mary and I will buy a wrap turkey sandwich because I last ate 5 hours ago.
They don’t have vodka.
I am no longer on Victoza because of stomach discomfort.
I want to eat because I know I will get hyperphagic if I wait two more hours to eat. A smart person would have brought a protein bar. Ha!
Anyway, they have no lunches for sale, but they give me extra peanuts (they really should have pistachios, walnuts or almonds) and offer more free snacks.
I don’t want the carbs but then I realize I am hungry. (always a revelation to the reduced obese), so I ask for some biscuits, which the Delta steward was very generous with and gave me two without my asking. Nice.
Anyway, I agree to two whiskeys and a diet coke. I taste the whiskey and after a week of (near) abstinence at the conference I taste the whiskey and I realize I don’t need the diet coke.
I give them my credit card and their transmitter doesn’t work so they give me the whiskey for free. ( I had already opened it).
Anyway, life is good.
Alcohol dissolves will power, but after a week at an Obesity conference I was taught once again that the reduced obese don’t suffer from being lazy or lack of will power, they have a chronic disease called Obesity which was probably caused by epigenetics in fetus or being too fat as a child. I hope I can go home to Topeka and spread this message and teach folks how to maintain weight loss with satiety. I am excited and feel empowered with knowledge. It’s better than my last 3 trips around the world.
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