I've been keeping a secret since the beginning of my relationship here, and it's time for me to come clean. You see, before I met all of you, there was another lady in my life. She and I stopped hanging out a few months ago, but I think about her all the time. I know I can't keep the two of you in my life at the same time, but I thought it was time I let you know about her.
About 3 years ago, I started flying small airplanes for fun. After a year of hard work and studying, I got my private-pilot license. It was a wonderful hobby, with some terrific memories and great friends made. It also pushed you to your limit in a way that had absolutely nothing to do with your job. It was just you and this machine, and the sky/air/earth.
I stopped flying in August, for a few reasons.
1. I was spending $300-400/month on flying. No small potatoes.
2. It was kind of a source of stress for me... I needed to make time for it, and if I was really busy at work I'd actually feel an anxiety that I wasn't flying enough.
3. I'm married now and would like children, and although flying is pretty safe, it's not as safe as, say, walking to the store. I have to think about family first now.
4. I can't possibly expect anyone else in my household to entertain the thought of a Mustachian lifestyle while I'm burning $300-400/month on my hobby. Seems selfish to me.
So there it is.. it's painful, and my flight instructor texted me yesterday to see why I wasn't going up anymore. But It's the decision I've made and I must live with it. Just had to get it off my chest.