Carnival Temptations and NSV
For those of you who don't know, my husband and I are running a bed and breakfast in a resort town. Well, this weekend is a huge festival, and they've been setting up stuff all week. Today in the middle of town, they had all sorts of carnival rides set up.
When I was in high school, we went to an amusement park for a field trip. I remember waiting in line for the new rollercoaster for hours. When it was finally my turn, the seatbelt was stuck and didn't want to extend. The worker on the ride asked me if I had tested to make sure I fit in the seat. I had never felt so insulted! There were people much larger than me on the ride. Since then, I've kinda had a phobia of not fitting on amusement park rides.
So, the rides were only $1 each today, instead of four. My husband's favorite ride was there. It's the one where you stand in a round room and the whole thing spins. Then they drop the floor and you stick to the walls. I love that ride, too, but I remember riding that when I was small. There was a bigger guy on there and the floor dropped with him. He seemed pretty embarrassed, and I never want that to happen to me. So I waited for him outside, and decided that when I get to my goal weight, I'd like to go to an amusement park as a reward.
I did make myself get on a couple of rides. One was basically the spinning teacups. That was a lot of fun. I rode with my husband and we made ourselves feel pretty dizzy. Then there was another ride that was a "scrambler" variety. There were separate carts, and it looked like the only people sharing were children. So David and I got our separate carts. Now, I have a theory that carnie rides are a bit snugger than amusement park rides. I had trouble getting the lap bar down. But no one checked on me. So I sucked in and slammed it down. Looking at the other riders, I noticed at least one other woman doing that, too, so I didn't feel too bad. I was terrified that the bar would pop up at first, but I braced my feet in the ride and I was fine. I ended up having fun.
I'm proud of myself for going on those rides. I could have easily refused to go on anything, and I know it would have made me feel miserable. My husband gets so heartbroken when I refuse to get on rides because of my weight. He doesn't understand how I can be so insecure. I guess the way I feel is, how can I be secure at all?
And, of course, at any carnival, there's lots of junk food. David and I both had bowls of cottage cheese before we left. I looked up the nutritional values of foods I thought would be there. None of them really seemed like they were worth it. Which is a good thing. I hate to admit that I love carnie food, but it's horrible for you. Who knew that nachos and cheese were like half the fat and calories of a funnel cake?
I managed to resist all temptations, despite the fact that I had skipped dinner. David got a grilled kielbasa and I tried a small bite. It was really good, but at that point, I was just craving water and cucumbers. Something cool, wet, and crisp. :)
So we came home and I drank two huge glasses of water and ate a third of a cucumber. Delicious. I don't even want any carny food now. But I do think I want to eat something, because I've only had around 950 calories today.
Oh, and David took a picture of me. So now I have a full body shot of me at my starting weight.
When I was in high school, we went to an amusement park for a field trip. I remember waiting in line for the new rollercoaster for hours. When it was finally my turn, the seatbelt was stuck and didn't want to extend. The worker on the ride asked me if I had tested to make sure I fit in the seat. I had never felt so insulted! There were people much larger than me on the ride. Since then, I've kinda had a phobia of not fitting on amusement park rides.
So, the rides were only $1 each today, instead of four. My husband's favorite ride was there. It's the one where you stand in a round room and the whole thing spins. Then they drop the floor and you stick to the walls. I love that ride, too, but I remember riding that when I was small. There was a bigger guy on there and the floor dropped with him. He seemed pretty embarrassed, and I never want that to happen to me. So I waited for him outside, and decided that when I get to my goal weight, I'd like to go to an amusement park as a reward.
I did make myself get on a couple of rides. One was basically the spinning teacups. That was a lot of fun. I rode with my husband and we made ourselves feel pretty dizzy. Then there was another ride that was a "scrambler" variety. There were separate carts, and it looked like the only people sharing were children. So David and I got our separate carts. Now, I have a theory that carnie rides are a bit snugger than amusement park rides. I had trouble getting the lap bar down. But no one checked on me. So I sucked in and slammed it down. Looking at the other riders, I noticed at least one other woman doing that, too, so I didn't feel too bad. I was terrified that the bar would pop up at first, but I braced my feet in the ride and I was fine. I ended up having fun.
I'm proud of myself for going on those rides. I could have easily refused to go on anything, and I know it would have made me feel miserable. My husband gets so heartbroken when I refuse to get on rides because of my weight. He doesn't understand how I can be so insecure. I guess the way I feel is, how can I be secure at all?
And, of course, at any carnival, there's lots of junk food. David and I both had bowls of cottage cheese before we left. I looked up the nutritional values of foods I thought would be there. None of them really seemed like they were worth it. Which is a good thing. I hate to admit that I love carnie food, but it's horrible for you. Who knew that nachos and cheese were like half the fat and calories of a funnel cake?
I managed to resist all temptations, despite the fact that I had skipped dinner. David got a grilled kielbasa and I tried a small bite. It was really good, but at that point, I was just craving water and cucumbers. Something cool, wet, and crisp. :)
So we came home and I drank two huge glasses of water and ate a third of a cucumber. Delicious. I don't even want any carny food now. But I do think I want to eat something, because I've only had around 950 calories today.
Oh, and David took a picture of me. So now I have a full body shot of me at my starting weight.