When I first met Jorge Cruise in April, one of the things I said to him was that one of my goals when I joined his Belly Fat Cure program was to be able to get on one of the smaller commuter planes and be able to latch my seat belt without having it stretched out to it’s widest point and still having to suck in my gut or contorting myself in such a way so that I could just get the belt latched. The reason why this is was a goal for me is because those 30 seater commuter planes have shorter seat belts than the ones you find in the bigger jet planes.
What I didn’t tell Jorge was one time I had to suffer the embarrassment of having to ask for a seat belt extension from the flight attendant one time because no matter how much I tried to suck in my gut, I still couldn’t get the seat belt latched when a few days before I was able to successfully do it. The flight attendant made no big deal about it but I was absolutely crushed and shamed. And if it wasn’t for the fact there were people around me that could see me, I probably would have shed a few tears over it at that moment too. I was extremely embarrassed by it.
Well despite having lost the inches and considerable weight this year thanks to Jorge’s Belly Fat Cure program, I hadn’t been on any flights. On September 22nd, I finally got my moment of truth with a commuter plane seatbelt. I was flying out of Carlsbad, California on the way to Los Angeles for an overnight flight to Washington, D.C. and another transfer in D.C., to Newark, New Jersey so I could attend the “Kristina” concerts at Carnegie Hall in New York.
And I was extremely proud of the fact, I was able to latch the belt without even having to extend it out to its largest position, it latched comfortably and I was able to pull it tight and still have lots of extra belt. I didn’t think to bring a tape measure to measure how much extra length on the strap that I haven’t had in more than 10 years, but I did fortunately remember to take a photograph of it with my cell phone. I had to position the belt with the excess strap extended out for it to be visible in the photograph so you have to excuse the possible rude connotations of the strap extending away from my lap. It was the proudest moment of my time on the Belly Fat Cure because I had achieved one of my most meaningful goals. I was so excited.
And of course on the larger plane for my ride to Washington, D.C. I had even more room on that seat belt because it happens to be larger than the ones found on the commuter planes. I hadn’t flown enough in the last year to keep my Premier status with United Airlines, so this was my first flight back in regular coach seats instead of the Economy Plus section with extra leg room, but it too offered another great moment because I was able to lower my tray table completely without it hitting what’s left of my belly. With the seat in front of me about 5 inches closer than it would have been in Economy Plus, I was still able to get the tray table down without it contacting my body, and that was not the case for me before in the Economy Plus section in the past.
I still have a lot more weight I want to shed, but I am extremely happy about having met the most emotionally charged goal I had for wanting success on the Belly Fat Cure. Thanks so much to Jorge Cruise for teaching me how to make the moment of being able to latch my commuter plane seat belt with excess strap to pull tight across my lap possible for me. The achievement of this goal empowers me to feel like I can accomplish anything.