Wish me luck. It’s early morning now before I go to my first class. My Dad called last night to wish me luck. That was cool. He’s a great guy. I’ve been watching wrestling since before I can remember, now I try to be part of the show.
I survived! I had a great time. I have some bumps and bruises. But all and all I’m OK. I did things I never thought I could do. I can move more then I thought because I lost all that weight. So far So good.