We traveled to Missouri this past weekend for a quick family vacation and a karate tournament for the kids.
The kids did well with the tournament, even though we were there for 10 hours. The littlest guys went in the morning, the middle boys in the afternoon, and the oldest girls in the late afternoon. Whew. It was a tiring day but fun.
The next day we got up and went to some caves in Missouri. If you have ever been inside a tourist cave, there are defined pathways, some railings, and most importantly, a tour guide!
Anyway, we started the tour in a big room with high ceilings and plenty of space to move around. The tour guide explained the differences between stalagmites and stalactites, which was helpful because I couldn’t remember. (In case you forgot too, stalactites are the ones on the ceilings because they “hold tight” to the ceiling.)
The one-half mile tour through the caves was fascinating. Fascinating and tight. Lots of narrow spaces, lots of ducking down so you didn’t hit your head going through “Concussion Cavern,” and some extra narrow passageways called “Fat Man’s Misery.”
Here’s a picture of me in one of the narrower parts of the passageway.
You can see I’ve got plenty of room but I promise you that had I been 300 pounds, it would have been a really tight fit. In fact, I’m not sure I could have made it.
After the tour the guide and I were talking. She was asking me about my kids and where we were from. Somehow the conversation drifted to the size of the passageways and I asked her if people had ever gotten stuck.
She said, “Well, not stuck to the point where we have to get them out, fortunately. But there have been times where people don’t fit. Then we escort them back to the entrance.”
I cringed inside because I can imagine how that would feel. If I had been 300 pounds and seen the sizes of some of those passageways, I would have been very nervous. I know a human body can squish and move, but it would have taken a lot of maneuvering for me to get through the Fat Man’s Misery.
Interestingly enough, the official name of the tightest passage is “Fat Man’s Misery,” but the guides call it the “Lemon Squeeze.” I have to admit it is a kinder, gentler name and definitely more sensitive in this day and age of rampant obesity.
Situations like this make me remember what it felt like to be morbidly obese. I remember the days of avoiding rides at Disney World, getting unexpectedly stuck on the carousel there, and sitting gingerly in chairs to test if they would hold my weight. Those days were not fun and those situations were uncomfortable.
Weight loss brings a lot of positives, but one of the nicest is to no longer worry about fitting into tight spaces, breaking chairs, or having people look at me in pity as I walk down the mall corridor.
If you are feeling stuck in your weight loss efforts, I’d encourage you to really think about how losing weight will affect you day-to-day.
Have you ever had a moment like this where you realized that things would have been different if you had not lost weight? Or are there things you avoid doing from fear that you will be uncomfortable physically or emotionally? Diane