Last week I was invited, or rather challenged by some of my girlfriends to come and participate in Alley Cats (local bar) annual charity event. It was an arm wrestling contest for all those hot moms out there. I of course never turn down a challenge. I am not really into the whole bar scene, but I thought it would be fun to get out with the ladies and see if I have any muscle left in these guns. AND BOY DO I!
My friend convinced me to sign up in the heavy weights division. After arguing about it I decided to just play along with whatever. There were 25 people in the light weights and 6 in the heavy weights. After signing up I was informed that the heavy weights division consisted of all yoga/pilates instructors. I WAS SCREWED! My competition was tough, and with my background consisting of zero workouts in the last 4 years, I was doomed.
This is Angie, my first competitor. My friend, Laura, looked at me and just laughed saying "uh yeah, you are so screwed". Guess what though... I WON!
Next off was my friend Laura. She was convinced she would win the whole thing, and honestly she probably could have, but her arm was tired and she was up against me next. I took no prisoners. I beat her and the following 4 girls. It was hilarious! I had no idea I was this strong, and in fact when I told Cameron I was doing this he laughed thinking I was just going to embarrass myself. HA! I was a great arm wrestler as kid, and I think that I ave some muscle due to lifting two kids all day up and down stairs, but come on, really? How did I beat these ladies? I still have no idea.
Next off was my friend Laura. She was convinced she would win the whole thing, and honestly she probably could have, but her arm was tired and she was up against me next. I took no prisoners. I beat her and the following 4 girls. It was hilarious! I had no idea I was this strong, and in fact when I told Cameron I was doing this he laughed thinking I was just going to embarrass myself. HA! I was a great arm wrestler as kid, and I think that I ave some muscle due to lifting two kids all day up and down stairs, but come on, really? How did I beat these ladies? I still have no idea. Last up was the reigning champion Johnna who hadn't had to wrestle anyone all night. Her arm was at its best. She was buff, she was tough, and she was ready to crush! I looked out into the crowd and people were wild and cheering for me to beat down this champ. I wanted it so bad! I think I started getting a little cocky, the fame was getting to my head. It was sad because within seconds my hand was down. Knuckles to the table. I got slaughtered!
It was fun, and I felt like a celebrity for just a few hours. People were coming up to me telling me I got "robbed", and "we were rootin for you". It felt good to feel important and respected for something even though it was so useless and lame. I haven't had that in a long time, and I was so proud. The best part about it though was that poeple in my community now knew who I was and was asking my sister in law (Jasons wife), are you related to Britney Mount? (FYI, anyone who is anyone knows Jason Mount, and we are always asked if we are related to him). Hurray!
Oh and yes those are shoe laces that I had to untie when my muscled started popping out and hurting. Yikes! And no I did not paint my face by myself...they had a lady there doing it. Doesn't it look great!?
1 comment:
So cool! You Rock, girlfriend! Don't underestimate carrying a baby and groceries into the house as a workout.
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