I went flying yesterday for the first time since October – man, it was good to get in the air again! It had been so long that I had started to lose touch with my enthusiasm for doing it, and I was also a bit worried about my stick and rudder skills.
One landing later: bingo. Right back in the saddle! A gentle kiss onto the center line in a decent crosswind. Even my instructor (there to keep me honest after such a long layoff) was impressed. After 4 more of those I felt like I hadn’t missed a day.
It’s funny how the “out of sight, out of mind” thing happens even with favorite hobbies and pursuits. Two days ago I would have given flying a solid “meh” on my list of priorities.
Today, I’m hatching daibolical schemes for long cross country trips with friends!
There. It’s pointless. It’s mundane. But I had to share 