Everything that has anything to do with numbers, I always equate it to athlete's numbers. If my buddy Ron and I go to the casino and play Roulette, we bet 12, 17, 23, or, Tom Brady, Wendel Clark, and Micheal Jordan. I remember my pins this way and when I'm on a highway, other than the 400 series, it's the same thing.
So, when I jumped on the scale - nervous as all get out - and saw the number, the first thing that jumped in my head was Wendel Clark. 17 lbs.....had a nice ring to it. I tried my hardest to not eat anything for the entire week and made it. Through watching people eat, going to the fantasy draft with all-you-can-eat wings and draft beer, hearing about how great DQ food is, people seeing if I want to go to the Keg or breakfast after Zack's game, and massive pieces of cake on the table, it was a long week.
Well, I survived. The next hurdle is to continue what I did last week and build a little more. I'm sure Wendel Clark will be hard to replicate, but I'm really striving for something higher than Mark Messier...
Russ
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