tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post114304790569852746..comments2011-05-17T20:04:18.978-05:00Redneck Divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506685036989431733noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-77272098899668161382011-05-10T15:28:09.271-05:002011-05-10T15:28:09.271-05:00I would rather give up a ride then give up a nice hot piece of fried chicken,mashed taters and gravy!<br /><br />Your fat Red neck friend in East Texas!Robhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08927752435516358316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-68901081876304458602010-09-20T15:57:22.031-05:002010-09-20T15:57:22.031-05:00This happened to me too at the Puyallup fair in WA state. Its just mortifying! Because the whole ride is stopped and waiting on you! I had one more notch to go and i could ride..and it wasn&#39;t my HUGE hips and butt it was my chest area. It was so damn frustrating cuz my BOYFRIEND didn&#39;t even get off the ride with me (he said he tried to). So i stood there with everyone in line staring at me.. I know i am overweight I just dind&#39;t realize how much more weight I gained since the last Fair. I didn&#39;t want ot eat any of the fair food after that or even take a chance at another ride. Also i had to get an xtended belt buckle on the the Alaska airlines (first time ever). I now know how serious this is but its gonna take some time before I can feel confident to get on rides again. I FEEL U!fatgirlfatwoman28noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-7326733660573928392010-05-18T13:45:13.791-05:002010-05-18T13:45:13.791-05:00Though I never got kicked off a roller coaster. I hurt my back on one because I was too big to fit squarely down in the seat. About five years ago was my last ride and I finally decided no more. This year, I&#39;m getting on a damn coaster.<br /><br />Please try T-TAPP.com<br /><br />I have gone from an &quot;abundant&quot; size 24W to almost a 20W in four months just doing 15-20 minute workouts. Yes, it&#39;s work, but its the only thing that I&#39;ve done that I know I can fit into my life and it has shown me results.<br />I have friends who do Weight Watchers and it&#39;s a constant yo-yo with them. Not for me. I swear by T-TAPP. Please try it when you&#39;re ready.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-17726530128603300442010-01-24T23:26:30.331-06:002010-01-24T23:26:30.331-06:00I was on weight watchers for a while and it works, I just always wanted to fall off the wagon at the middle of the week. Just remember that there are people out there that do like women your size. You are not alone.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1159720211232302882006-10-01T11:30:00.000-05:002006-10-01T11:30:00.000-05:00I too, know how you feel. I could have wrote parts of your post. It's funny, most of my girlfriends in hight school were single digit sizes and I was always a size 10 or a 12. Fast forward past a second marriage and motherhood, hitting 40, and I'm now a size 26. I still do many things, but had to give up horseback riding, a passion of mine since I was 5! I just don't have the reaction time, feel uncomfortable and feel absolutely sorry for the horse. I don't think a horse is comfortable hauling around 280lbs plus tack on it's back. You know what? I think back when I was a size 10. I thought I was fat back then! How fucked up is that!?! I eat myself numb too. Comes with the territory of having a learning disabled child, a dead-end job, and other issues I won't get into.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1156517194703016692006-08-25T09:46:00.000-05:002006-08-25T09:46:00.000-05:00I just came across this. This same experience happened to me on Wednesday. I wanted to ride the coasters so bad it six flags here in Maryland. But I couldn't get on a single one. I didn't think I was fat before until this happened. It was humiliating. I'm now trying southbeach.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1147194053519769102006-05-09T12:00:00.000-05:002006-05-09T12:00:00.000-05:00I stumbled across your blog today as i am trying to starve myself to not be embarrassed again at an amusement park. I will read more of your blog, even though I am not a redneck in any way, but am 100% diva! Humans can connect on so many levels, and this was no exception. Last year, I went with my husband of 2 years at the time, along with another couple, to an amusement park here on the East Coast. I am such a huge fan of roller coasters and thrill rides, I have even done the ones where they make you sign a waiver and pay additional money to ride. Well, you always see the ones who are too big to ride, and they get escorted (by themselves) to the exit. I never imagined it would be me. I have always been fat, I have a large body type and will never be skinny, but I had lost weight for my wedding day and was feeling good and receiving lots of compliments at a size 12. That may seem fat to anyone reading this, but trust me, when you're blessed with curves like my momma and me, a 12 is sexy. And I thought I was just saying this to myself, but others would wholeheartedly come up to me and compliment me; men would give me double- and triple- takes. SO, the confidence of that time, along with regular doses of Depo-provera, blinded me to the fact that my shapely figure was going away, and 2 years into the marriage, I was 60 lbs heavier and now a size 18. NOw, I had gotten away with being curvy and plus-sized according to manufacturers all my life; so roller coasters were never an issue with me. But this day, as I squeezed into the small car with my husband, who is a svelte 160 lb, 5-11 rock-climbing god, I started to worry. When the seatbar was refusing to go the extra 1/2 inch to close, because of my thighs, I was really worrying. I secretly wanted to hide the fact that I wasn't fitting, and hope the ride attendant wouldn't notice and I'd just pray and hold on with all my might not to fall out. But this was not to be. The attendant tried to make it work, but said that I could not ride, and had to leave. Embarrasment is not a sufficient word to describe what I felt. I kept my head down, and headed for what I thought was the exit. Then, to make matters worse, the woman who was in the control booth had to tell me through the microphone that I was going to the wrong exit. At this time, everyone was waiting for me to leave, including my husband and other friends, as they could all fit easily and were not getting off with me. I guess I wasn't mad that they didn't get off, because it was my fault, not theirs, so why should they deny themselves any fun? But deep down, to this day I still feel hurt that my husband let me walk alone. Yes, I did tell him to stay on, that I would just wait for them, but I really wanted him to say, "no, I'm coming off too." Well, now, 1 year later, we are getting ready to go to our first amusement park of the summer. I so desperately want to lose weight, and have lost 13 lbs of the 60 I had gained. I want to be back to the size 12 I was for so sweet and short a time. We have all of our closest friends going with us, and I don't want to suffer embarrassement and shame over my size. I want to ride the roller coasters, all of them. I don't want my husband, who says he loves me regardless of size, to have to comfort me privately away from everyone else like last year, when he met me alone on a park bench after he got off the roller coaster, and I broke down beside him, cursing and crying like a baby. So, this is a long comment. I should just start my own blog. Maybe I will, I just hate opening myself up to strangers, afraid of the reaction and comments I will get. But I do thank you for opening yourself up, and letting me know that I am not alone in this struggle to be 100% happy with my identity.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1144100555635122572006-04-03T16:42:00.000-05:002006-04-03T16:42:00.000-05:00'Kay now I'M crying too.ccaphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446463811064233154noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1144001366219638222006-04-02T13:09:00.000-05:002006-04-02T13:09:00.000-05:00Oh wow..I knew just from the title of this post (which I read over at monty's place and that is why I'm here) that I would be crying with you. And I am. This hits me at my core. Like the other comment said, You are not alone. And guess what? Crying like this and reading this and being reminded of my own feelings about THE FAT..makes me want to go EAT. I'm a mess. <BR/><BR/>I will say, I haven't been to an amusement park in probably two years. (and about 20 lbs ago.) I managed to fit into every ride that I attempted, but I knew just by looking which ones I wouldn't fit into. I can not imagine the utter humiliation you went through. But, my husband, who is a big boy, experienced it first hand. I wanted the earth to open and swallow us all up. My daughter, who was about 8 or 9 at the time, was not embarrassed for herself, but worried for the rest of the day about how upset her daddy was. Me? I was on the verge of tears all day. <BR/><BR/>Anyway, I love your blog and this post. I'll be back many many times. Thanks for sharing!Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17003233931939801775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143906522761980242006-04-01T09:48:00.000-06:002006-04-01T09:48:00.000-06:00Hi there! I also found you on PP, and am so glad I did! You are funny and honest, and real!<BR/>I have started WW about 7 times already this year, and know how hard it is to keep the motivation going.<BR/>Good luck, and I'd love to come back and visit some more...Kross-Eyed Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04759368595270066049noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143876162664742652006-04-01T01:22:00.000-06:002006-04-01T01:22:00.000-06:00Found you through Perfect Post (and well deserved at that!) and just had to put in my two cents. This is beautiful. Truly. And you sound beautiful as well. Look forward to return visits here, even if you do like tractor pulls.Mom101http://www.blogger.com/profile/15468524489744839899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143872066823477812006-04-01T00:14:00.000-06:002006-04-01T00:14:00.000-06:00What a brave, beautiful soul you are for writing this important post. <BR/><BR/>You can do it. Be gentle to yourself and try to listen to your inner core. Try to get in touch with that.Raehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17534248025012557151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143868836276506402006-03-31T23:20:00.000-06:002006-03-31T23:20:00.000-06:00Man, can I relate...only difference is I was in weight watchers when it first began...boy did I just date myself??!!<BR/>I was a size 18 when I got married and 29 years later, I was a 22-24. The kids only remember once when I ran...lol.<BR/>What did it for me was when the doctor diagnosed me with diabetes type 2 just before this Thanksgiving. Great timing!! Well, I finally found the reason to lose weight..for me, not for my kids or my husband, but for me to save my life. I have lost 50 lbs. and can wear my wedding dress again! Take care of yourself, lose the weight for you..in the process you can stick around long enough to torture your kids when they are adult and you are going thru your 2nd childhood!<BR/>BTW, I love your blog. This is from red-headed, smart, left handed, chunky kid in school kinda person.<BR/>RJRJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14641363752933877515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143864594789950782006-03-31T22:09:00.000-06:002006-03-31T22:09:00.000-06:00Wow. I'm going through the list of Perfect Posts from Lucinda and MommaK's sites and I love reading them. But, I've only commented on one other. And, this, by far has touched me the most of them all.<BR/><BR/>I have not been kicked off a rollercoaster. I am overweight though and my weight and food issues have also helped bring on diabetes this year. I am doing WW as well and trying so hard to figure out why I obsess about food so much--even when I'm eating good. I truly believe it is an addiction that can consume a person, be it if they eat too much or if they eat too little.<BR/><BR/>I wish you luck on your journey. And, I'll be back to read about it too. Great writing...Crazy MomCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05383009402644406924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143862222658260092006-03-31T21:30:00.000-06:002006-03-31T21:30:00.000-06:00You know, I once heard that being addicted to food is no different than any other addiction.... drugs, alcohol, promiscuity, pornography.... except all those things, from the common passerby on the street, can be kept secret. <BR/><BR/>People who are addicted to food must wear it on the outside every single day.<BR/><BR/>I hope you find yourself help. Don't worry about how you look, but maybe it is time to start worrying about how you feel.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143855864680144052006-03-31T19:44:00.000-06:002006-03-31T19:44:00.000-06:00Wow. That was one heart-felt heart-wrencing posting. Without seeing you, I can tell that are a beutiful person - and that is not intended a worn out cliche to make you feel better.<BR/>...Good luck, I think you will make it.<BR/>...I came here by way of a post over at Monty's place.Hale McKayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02548008024457474809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143841431835581662006-03-31T15:43:00.000-06:002006-03-31T15:43:00.000-06:00You can do it.Timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06435051209516159033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143830185805898892006-03-31T12:36:00.000-06:002006-03-31T12:36:00.000-06:00That blew me away.<BR/><BR/>I've been on WW since last August and have lost 35 pounds. It's slow going for fat girls like me, but it has to be done. I am sick of bumping my fat butt against everything near me when I bend over. I was sick of not being able to tie my shoes without losing my breath. <BR/><BR/>You inspire me to continue what I'm doing. Thank you for such a perfect post.Natsthenamehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03027430649885763618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143829032848719992006-03-31T12:17:00.000-06:002006-03-31T12:17:00.000-06:00Wow. This post was absolutely wonderful. You go, girl!<BR/><BR/>Thanks for writing this- Not only for those who are in the same boat, but also for those who aren't. You really put a face on what so many women are going through and I hope people read this and treat those who are overweight with more kindness and compassion and less judgment.Suburban Turmoilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788867412080827567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143827113885696452006-03-31T11:45:00.000-06:002006-03-31T11:45:00.000-06:00Way to go. I'm doing WW myself. <BR/><BR/>Single digit sizes... what are those?Sarah, Goon Squad Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00744725083946987923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143824624811325882006-03-31T11:03:00.000-06:002006-03-31T11:03:00.000-06:00this is my first time here<BR/>and i found you through<BR/>"best posts"<BR/>on surburban mom...<BR/>and i have to tell you...<BR/>wow.<BR/>that experience must have been<BR/>horrible...<BR/><BR/>when you said at the end <BR/>that you didn't write for sympathy<BR/>and you are not sure why you wrote it,<BR/>all i can say<BR/>is how glad i am that you DID <BR/>write it...for others in the same boat<BR/>cause you are SO not alone...<BR/><BR/>hugs<BR/>:)gkgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00403357033466233622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143819463441931522006-03-31T09:37:00.000-06:002006-03-31T09:37:00.000-06:00This post was very sobering for me. I was rail thin my entire life, popped out five kids and still wore a size six. Then I got pregnant in my late thirties with my sixth child and have never lost the weight. I am not suffering as much as you are, my size is still considered to be within the range of normals, but to me, I'm as big as a barn and I fear the same things you do when my husband sees me naked or when I see myself in the mirror. I'm heartened by your acceptance of the reasons you eat the way that you do because facing those things are half of the battle, it is never easy to accept blame, especially when it is of your own creation. I hope you find a way to balance the emotions and forces that have created this cycle for you, and I hope you get to ride that roller coaster.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00299227021974854275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143659345015136592006-03-29T13:09:00.000-06:002006-03-29T13:09:00.000-06:00I'm crying right with you sweetie.Jerzeegrrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16960203257245977895noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143429167541854532006-03-26T21:12:00.000-06:002006-03-26T21:12:00.000-06:00That was a beautiful, heartfelt post. If you're ready, you can do it.Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06066499436533594138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1143414421030175152006-03-26T17:07:00.000-06:002006-03-26T17:07:00.000-06:00<B>RiverRat</B>, thank you for your wonderful words. The fact that you say I inspired you to write again just humbles me more than you'll ever know. I appreciate your kind words of support as well and trust me, some night when I'm jonesin' for a Snickers bar I might be sending you off a jarbled email of desperation! <BR/><BR/><B>Shannon</B>, isn't it amazing how people carry their weight so differently! In HS I weighed just a few pounds more than my best friend who was a size 2 - I never understood that. <BR/><BR/>I managed to ride some of the coasters to SDC and trust me when I say I know that squished feeling you spoke of! Agh, that was not comfortable. <BR/><BR/>I'm a firm believer in WW because in my mind, it actually teaches you how to eat in real life when you've met your goals. It's more a lifestyle change than just a diet. Let's do it together! Tater has TONS of resources that we can borrow, too!!<BR/><BR/><B>Anonymous</B>, CONGRATS on being smoke free!! That's definitely not an easy task either. I'm proud of you for that! Please keep rooting - I've got a long road ahead!<BR/><BR/><B>RUADork</B>, thank you for your comment. It's nice to know people have confidence in me - I'll have to post all these wonderful comments on the fridge to help me on those bad days!<BR/><BR/><B>Andi</B>, girl, you've known me longer than most - you knew the Pretty Plus me. Thank you for saying I can do this - I HAVE to! <BR/><BR/><B>Boggzie</B>, I've never understood that double-standard. We women definitely seem to be more forgiving of body flaws, huh. In HS those guys who were the pickiest about their skinny women were the ones that had Dunlap Disease, lol. I have, discovered, though, that yes, more adult men are into bigger chicks. Too damn bad I'm married and can't test the theory, LOL. <BR/><BR/><B>Cissy</B>, YOU ARE ON, SISTER. I will meet you at SDC, I'll even give you a free BringAFriend pass to get into the park and we are going to conquer that coaster!! You rock, girl. ((hugs))Redneck Divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506685036989431733noreply@blogger.com