Missionary Biggest Loser #12--The Final Chapter

I write this final blog while rolling around in Polish donuts and enjoying the fulfillment of annihilating my nemesis and christian brother. BTW, you can read his last blog here. All that's left for me to do is to hand out a few "thank you's"

1.) I want to thank Ginger (my wife) for one Saturday morning in March when she looked at me and said "You know you've really gotten fat." Nothing like a little healthy candor in a marriage.

2.) I want to thank Matt Jones for being a great punching bag. . .ur. . .uh. . .I mean competitor.


3.) Finally, I want to thank my dad and my father in law. I'll be 30 years old this summer and together they have shown me that even when you are really, really, really, really old, and when I say old, I mean older than dirt old, yet you can still be healthy and without the use of "Fibercon."


June 21st/ Week #13: 236 lbs.

Mental State: Satisfied with a touch of gloating