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.