Last Sunday was Prestwich Carnival. We go to this every year-come rain or shine. It has dwindled over the years but I think it’s a great local community event and as a child was in the carnival numerous times.
After the parade had passed us, as usual we made our way to the park and fair where it finishes.
My sister and I went on the carousel with our munchkins. We wanted to sit in the horses but they wanted a carriage so we settled on that and planned our rides. Our favourite ride is the waltzers and we realised that it wasn’t there!
After putting the girls on a few rides we bought them some chips-I pinched a few too 😉
We then went on to the Twister-again an old school favourite. My sister and her teenage daughter in one car with my other sister and I in one facing them. The thing about this ride is that the person on the right ends up getting pushed into the person sat on the left next to the car door as it gets faster. Due to this -and as my sister is smaller-I sat down on a sign that said ‘biggest person here’-nice!
The ride started slowly and I realised that it had been over a year since I had been on a fairground ride!
The music pumped out loud and as the lights blurred in front of me and the wind whipped across my face and hair I got a wonderful tickling in my stomach. I couldn’t stop laughing as I screeched ‘it’s getting faster!’ and my sister was laughing as she said ‘what did you expect?!’ We laughed all the way around the ride and when we got off looking like drunken pirates as we tried to get our balance I was hit with a sudden realisation that I hadn’t felt that light and carefree and laughed like that for AGES!
We got the girls an ice cream afterwards and I wasn’t going to have one until I discovered that I could have nuts on my ice cream with sauce and a flake which I’ve not had probably since I was a child, so I had one-although Scarlett dropped hers on the floor so I gave her the rest of the mine without even batting an eyelid (in fact I was secretly a little bit pleased as I didn’t have to eat it all)-now if you’ve read my I Don’t Share Food blog you will appreciate what a massive transformation this is!
When I got home I didn’t feel guilty about the few chips I had eaten-I could have eaten a full portion, or the ice cream-I could have bought Scarlett a new one and finished it off myself but I didn’t.
What has stuck in my mind was how free I felt on that ride and although I’ve had a tough emotional week (I’ve lost 2 family members in 10 days, both sudden unexplained deaths) and my food hasn’t been great, I have held onto that feeling and how it would feel even better to not be sat on the ‘biggest person’ seat.
I ended up losing 2lb this week and I honestly believe it was down to holding on to that positive feeling which has stopped me going completely off the rails. I even messaged my leader this week to say I needed a kick up the bum as I thought my choices weren’t great but it turns out it wasn’t as bad as I thought.
When I start to feel down I’m going to hold back onto the feeling of elation when I came off that ride and all the fun of the fair!