I meant to write this post sooner (read: last night), but I was so tired after our day at the amusement park that I was practically falling asleep at dinner, and I did pass out once we were in the car and on our way home. And when we did get home, despite it being barely 10:00pm, I went straight to bed, and slept almost eight a.m.
For those that didn’t see my tweets, I rode roller coasters, and I fit just fine. My last experience with amusement park rides was in 2008. I was 325+ lbs., so needless to say only one coaster’s larger seat fit me, and by “fit” I mean it barely fit. It was one of those suspended coaster’s seats, so I was on it, but not in it. I was held in by the over-the-shoulder restraints, and only centrifugal force managed to wedge my hips into the seat, where they belonged. That was the only ride I rode that day, besides the swinging dragon, the ferris wheel, and bumper cars.
I seriously teared up/borderline cried when I sat down on that first roller coaster. Dan and I stood in line for ten minutes or so, and the whole time I was a nervous wreck — not because I was worried about the height of the coaster (pfft, I’ve been on it several times), but because I was worried of the shame and horror and disgust I’d feel if I didn’t fit. When the train pulled up and its previous occupants emptied out, I eyed it doubtfully. It’s one of those two-seaters with the divider in the middle. I effing HATE the divider. At least without it you can kind of squeeze any overage onto your co-occupant’s side, you know?
But no squeezage was necessary, because I FIT WITH ROOM TO SPARE.
I was so happy. So happy. The ride was thrilling, but me being able to RIDE IT was the most thrilling. It was quite emotional, too. So much more so than I expected… I was near tears the whole way up the hill. And then? I was screaming with excitement and joy.
(Sidenote: You know that delicious-but-icky drop sensation you get in your stomach on roller coaster drops? I hardly feel it! I get maybe 10% of the sensation. Even when I rode a ride that drops you beyond straight down — the track seriously goes IN as you go down — I didn’t feel nearly what other people probably do. This? Is a good thing. Part of what I hate about coasters is that sensation.)
I was so happy that I spent the ten bucks on a crappy quality picture, just so I’d have it as a NSV. ♥
So in summary, the park was fun. We started with the water park, spent wayyyyyyyyyy too much time there, then did two non-coaster rides and five coasters before calling it a night. We were hot, sweaty, tired, battling wicked sun/chlorine/dehydration headaches, and riding the straight-down coaster followed by the propelled-forward-at-70mph-followed-by-wicked-spins-and-loops coaster did the four of us in. We left the park by 7:00pm, despite having a list of rides to do and three more hours to do them in, grabbed dinner at Applebee’s, then came home and did the crashing I mentioned at the beginning of this entry.
i am so happy you had fun on your trip! roller coasters are my favourite thing in the world so i know i would be devastated if i couldn’t ride them anymore. here’s to many more amusement parks in your future!
I am so glad you had a great time! I know all your hard work paid off!!!! I am so proud of you!!!
Sounds like you had a blast!