My weekend

So this weekend started at home and ended up... in the same spot. Saturday, the boys and I clean up the garage and began to watch Twilight. I loved it. I guess I am a hopeless romantic. I was waiting for Luci to come pick me up so we could go to Portland for the Biggest Loser casting call.
Long drive and much needed rest, we started our adventure. 7:15 hurry up and get in line. So, I wait. A few minutes later my very soon new friends Deanna and Zena stood behind me. It seems that in the morning, we were rev ed up and excited. I was amazed at how many people showed up. They were expecting about 600, well their count was way off. Try some where in the thousands. I was unaware of how many overweight people there are. I know that I am one of them but I felt good knowing that I didn't have 100 pounds or more to loose. Okay, ego boost over.

So, as we moved at a sloth pace through the line, we began forming a little circle of friends and again to my amazement, our group was very like minded. As the time flew by, I learned more about my close circle of friends.

• Zena- from Long view was auditioning
• Deanna- Newly transplanted in Washington from Denver, lived with Zena
• The couple- whose name I never know- from the Lynnwood area. I don't know how to spell Mulkatio

One thirty- we made it to the doors. While in line there were many things that should not have been seen. One that sticks out is a gal in high heels. Really, those shoes were begging to be free. I know not nice right but some things just don't go together.

To make a longer day shorter, I managed to met and interrupt Ken Coleman, season 3, lunch. What I found is that he has maintained his weight loss but to my surprise has the same thoughts about health that Deanna and I have. Being healthy should cost you fortune. It's our life for pete's sake.
Enough already.

Well to Zena,
I am glad to have met you. I have learned a lot from your silence and your smile. I know that you will reach your goal and whenever you need a kick, yell at Deanna. I am so proud of you.

To Deanna,
Happy hour five years from now is exactly the path our friendship is heading. I will always remember the day we met. Those last few are hard to loose but think of it this way. Luci and I are now those last few and you can't shake us.

Tori,
Even though we met you late, I am please to have you as a friend. We will get to know each other more as I will become a frequent visitor of Portland.

And to myself,
I realized that no matter how much we push no one is ever happy with their body. Keep it up. I know I will reach my goal and be a healthier person. If I don't the only one who is stopping me is ME