This week, BC and I are in Orlando for a much needed vacation. The past few months have been so busy and left me feeling so overwhelmed, to have a week off from all of that is just pure bliss. A chance to refresh and renew after the craziness of life. I don’t really take summer vacations, so I’m enjoying having the opportunity to step back momentarily to gather myself before jumping into the second half of 2015.
By the time it got closer to my birthday, even though I had lost about 50 lbs, we decided to travel to Vegas instead and I never got around to visiting the magical world of Harry Potter. With this trip on the horizon I, of course, have been feeling a wee bit anxious. Especially considering I gained back weight over the past two years. In fact, in the weeks prior to the trip I spent a ridiculous amount of time looking at photos from that Cedar Point trip, like the one above, and comparing it to photos from more recently.
Do I weigh the same? Does my face look thinner? What’s my stomach situation? How does my body mass compare? What about my boobs? Will the harness be able to close? Will I get pulled off the ride? How will I do with all of the walking? I mean, it’s gonna probably be hot as balls in Florida — will I be able to keep up without getting too tired? What should I wear that will best hide the obvious sweat stains that will inevitably show up?
For weeks these questions have been replaying in my head. And, to be honest, I probably do weigh roughly the same but it’s one of those situations where the number doesn’t tell the whole picture because the actual look and shape of my body is completely different thanks to changes in muscle mass over the past several years. And while I packed my Back to the Future shirt to wear, the morning of I changed my mind because I really was concerned that I’d sweat right through that thing and ended up going with a black top that would keep sweat stains discrete while walking around.
|Ugh, my arms will forever be the bane of my existence.|
Turns out I didn’t have to worry, since yesterday’s trip to Universal Studios went by just fine. That being said, some of the seats were a little snug on my hips and at one ride I did need some help from the employees to get the harness to get down far enough to click in the seat belt thing, but that was mostly owing to my rather voluptuous rack and not much else.
It’s an unfortunate side effect of being heavier, not knowing how you’ll fare at the fair. Or carnival or amusement park or whatever. If you’re visiting such an establishment you want to know you’ll be able to ride the rides free of discomfort or embarrassment and not spend a ridiculous amount of time stressing about if you’ll even be able to fit on the rides.
Universal was fine, but Disney is on Thursday so even though I had a great time and fit on everything and had no issues, there is still that little anxious voice in my head worried that my trip to the Mouse won’t be as successful.