The Biggest Loser

The last time I was home my mom had lots of homemade treats for us to indulge in. With Ironman training in full swing I could appreciate and indulge. However, as loose as Ironman training makes a California girls skinny jeans is as tight as a midwesterners jeans become in the winter. Gone are the long days of summer with daylight until 9:00 p.m. Gone are the calories burned from weeding the garden and taking long after dinner walks. Yes, winter in the U.P. is a time for hot cocoa and warm fires. A good time to curl up with a book.
However, Tom my ironwill brother decided to go against the grain this winter setting a goal to loose some weight. My Dad, never to pass a challenge and not about to get a bigger size belt than the one he entered the Michigan State Police with decided to join in the fun. The two of them decided to see who could loose 15 pounds by April 25th. The wager $15. At the time (note the celery in hand) the two of them seemed to take this committment very seroiusly. Each attempted to trick the other into a second helping of dessert while choosing a stalk of celery for himself.

Now that it's been a month I wonder how they are weighing in?

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