Right. I was like that too. I didn't fly as much as you, but I have zillions of miles so I'd just plan in advance and use them for fun things. My s.o. and I decided there was a band we wanted to see in NYC, so bam, off we went. Thought nothing of it. Fly there, see the band, come back home the next day. And we'd think nothing of going to Bar Sinister in L.A. on a Saturday night - it's not even a one hour flight from SFO. Not much longer from Seattle. Now I have to train or drive down to L.A. - obviously I don't do it as much as I used to. It's crazy.