<human>: Could you distill the essence of the text into 1-3 sentences?

Today I reached a new low, both metaphorically and physically when I  visited an establishment called Sky High. For those of you that have never heard of it, it's essentially a building lined with trampolines, some of them are on the walls, and more importantly, there are also foam pits that you can jump into, either from the trampoline or from a rope. Well, I should explain first that I am considerably overweight, not obese, but I'm fairly chunky for my height. When my two average weight friends jumped in, and climbed out without any problem. However, I jump in, and swiftly sink to the bottom. While trying really hard not to panic, I start climbing out, until I realize that my body isn't actually moving up, if anything it's just sinking further down. I tried building the foam blocks under my feet so I could step up, but I would just flatten them. Eventually I started taking fist fulls of the foam blocks and just chucked them behind me until I cleared up enough space to wade forward. The attendant tried to make me grab the rope, so I could pull myself out like a fatass. But no, I chose to get out like a normal fit person would. BY FLOPPING ONTO THE RED PADDING LIKE A BEACHED WHALE.
<bot>: I got stuck in the foam pit at sky high, and I'm definitely not eating food for at least 2 weeks now.