So, I did it again and opened mouth before brain was engaged. Whilst visiting with the family this past weekend, my middle sister, or Sista G as she is calling herself these days, told me of a challenge she is playing in.
Seems some friends invited them to go on a cruise in July with a bunch of people, and they have turned it into their own version of a "Biggest Loser" contest. Everyone who is going on the cruise, if they want to play along, has to lose 10% of their body weight by cruise time or suffer dire consequences. I don't know, the losers will have to dance naked on the Lido deck or something. If they do lose the weight, they get something really cool, like a free cruise around the world I think, so you know I wanted to play along.
I'm not going on the cruise, but I figured it was another incentive for me to get off by butt and continue with the reasons I started this daggum blog in the first place. I'm already involved in something similar with my buddy in Texas, although I think both of us had conveniently forgotten about it. Sorry BuckyKatt.
Now I have to work at it again and have 2 parties I am answerable to. Sheesh.
And these cruise freaks (to borrow Sista's word) don't let you sneak away and do this in the dark. There is a weekly weigh-in that is announced to the entire cruising world, or so it seems. And I have to have a NAME. A whack name. An anatomically correct, insulting name.
Whaaaaaat have I done? These are the players during this body-mass-melt-down (real name portions omitted):
- Freak Overload
- Wide Load
Listen people, I am not posting a picture of myself in a thong no matter what the reward.
ps - I'm trying to convince BS to join in. He said "What's the reward?" I said that for us, it will be the unbridled joy of looking ourselves in the mirror and knowing we have added years to our lives and greater pleasure for the people having to look at us. Isn't that enough reward? He said "Nope. These M&M's taste pretty damn good."
Abrupt change of subject alert!! Why do I get excited when I find out I'm getting a nice tax refund. It was my money to begin with, right? But I can't help it. Feels like Christmas.