
Yesterday's fair was different. My teen years are so far in the back of my mind, the pictures play in my mind like looking at old photographs. Yes, I know it was me, but it was sooo long ago.
The reason this fair was different was because last year we rented a wheel chair so I could go. I was still in a lot of pain with my knee and making the rounds of the doctors. This year, thanks to a lot of physical therapy and over 100 visits to Curves, I walked myself. We walked around for about 3 1/2 hours, sitting when I needed to, but on my own power. I like the fair better this way.
I had a roast beef sandwich before I left home, then told my hubbie the diet was off and I was eating junk food at the fair. I had potato twirlers (one potato cut in a swirl, then deep fat fried and salted way too much), corn roasted over a grill (our favorite), and a funnel cake with powdered sugar, which I regretted eating once it was gone. Don't we always regret breaking our diets AFTER the deed is done?
It was fun. Today, in spite of massaging my feet and legs, I am too tired to visit Curves. My legs feel like rubber and my feet are complaining mightily. My knee doesn't hurt, though. It hasn't hurt in a long, long time. Like a little kid, I need a rest day.
Here's a picture from the fair. It came from this site. Well, blogger wants the picture elsewhere. I hope it brings back fair memories for you too.
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