The Joy of Flight

I've decided to take private pilot lessons. I'll pause a moment while that sinks in.

Yes, I've gotten bored with having my job also be my hobby (as it is with most techie people) so at the urging of my father I've decided to pursue something I've always had more than a passing interest in. Today, I went to the Shelby County Airport for a "discovery flight" (basically to see if I have the nerve to fly in something that has about as much interior space as my car). I have to say, that was perhaps the coolest thing I've done, in a long time.

Honestly, the plane was not as hard to fly as I thought it would be. Of course, any seasoned pilot will tell you that *flying* is easy, it's the landing that takes skill and practice :-) . I have a *lot* of weight to lose before I can be as comfortable in the cockpit as I am in my Windstar, but I've needed to lose weight for the longest time anyway, and this is just one more reason to finally put down the Kit Kat bars and the Wendy's double cheeseburgers, get off my dead behind, and *do* something.

More to follow...