Flew 31 times since January and somehow the scale is down 42 lbs. Not a humble brag — I genuinely think the airport is what did it. Terminal walking with a carry-on counts as cardio, right? My old travel move was a pretzel the size of a steering wheel plus whatever lounge pastry looked sad that morning.
Now the same three snacks live in every bag: turkey jerky, a bag of grapes, and those little cheese wedges. Hotel breakfast is my one wildcard. I grab eggs and coffee, then get out before the waffle station starts whispering my name.
Went from a snug 18 to a loose 12 in about nine months, and I can buckle the seatbelt without the stealth recline trick. Anyone else find the road actually makes portions easier, since you're eating out of a tote bag instead of your own kitchen?