When I weighed 337 lbs, traveling was very difficult. But I traveled a lot, lecturing and giving conferences. I even bought seat-belt extensions to bring with me on planes. Renting a mid-size or smaller car was out of the question.
A few months ago, I was going through O’Hare security with my lunch. The TSA screener asked, “I want to see what a man who’s so fit eats.” “You talking to me?” I thought to myself. Yeah, me!
Traveling is better. I still like getting an upgrade, but I don’t suffer like I used to if I don’t.
Also, because of my sleep apnea and poor sleep at night, I would often fall immediately asleep on a plane. Not so quickly now. I also suspect I snore less now.
This article in the NY Times, “The Tricks and Trials of Traveling While Fat,” sums up what things used to be like for me.