Monday, September 27, 2010

Roller coaster moments

As I get older, I find that I don't enjoy some of the things that I did when I was younger.

Yesterday, Holly and I had the pleasure of joining our friends Ben and Sarah at Six Flags. I enjoy roller coasters, but I didn't always. When I was six, my family was in Texas for my Uncle Gary's wedding and I rode some of the big coasters with my Dad at Six Flags over Texas. I just made minimum height for the Screamin' Eagle; believe me, I screamed through the entire ride. Somehow, after that, my Dad talked me into riding a "smaller" coaster, the Mine Car Ride, which wasn't too bad until the last drop into a "mine shaft."

I didn't ride a coaster again until I was 18. I decided to get over my fear and just ride a coaster. It worked. I found a love for coasters born out of fear.

When Holly and I started dating, I found out the she loved coasters too, despite having a fear of heights.

Fast forward to yesterday. The four of us get to Six Flags, ready to ride. I don't usually eat breakfast on roller coaster days, for fear of vomiting, and yesterday was no exception. First ride was the Superman, then off to Vertical Velocity followed by Batman. The lines were pretty short, so we were able to hit all three in less than 90 minutes.

I think that's what did me in; I didn't have my usual long wait to recover between rides. After Vertical Velocity, I grabbed a Coke to settle my stomach, only to have that Coke churn away while we were on Batman.

I walked away from Batman feeling queasy, and Holly was concerned. We took a break, as Ben was feeling a bit out of sorts as well, and had a bite to eat to calm our stomachs. I took the next couple coasters, Viper and Raging Bull, off and just took pictures of the other three as they left the station.

After walking around for a bit, I found my legs again and I *had* to ride the American Eagle. Once we got settled into the car and it took off, I felt both better and worse, but everything went fine, and we headed back to the Viper and Raging Bull to ride those.

After Raging Bull,, the girls were up for another ride, but Ben and I had reached our limit. Ben was grumbling something about getting old, and I just laughed it off with him while we waited for the girls to finish the Demon.

Even though I wasn't at 100% all day, I still had alot of fun, because I was with people dear to me. That takes the roller coaster feeling out of life, and makes for a smoother ride.