Please, don’t release yet…

Due to the holiday break and copious amounts of smoked ham and mashed potato sandwiches, we have had to delay our weekly muscle postings. Week one was a wintery hell. Each morning we woke up to our screaming muscles and tiny people kicking us in the shins. To top it off, we would receive text messages saying “Tracy %$@#!” from each other. For those who have never been to Hamline around six o’clock, it is not uncommon to hear agonizing screams of “TRACY!” echoing through the weight room and down the halls as we attempt to finish a hard set.
We’ve done it all *Cheerleader split kick in jubilation*!!!!! After two weeks, we have begun to sculpt our upper body, abs, legs, and even our toes. We have learned much about our bodies. First of all, there are many muscles that we never knew existed, but now that we do, we will find much use for them *;)* (if you know what I mean). We have also learned that no matter how many times we say “bro”, “dude”, or wear our hats “cocked” and backwards with shorts down to our slender calves, we will never have the body of the lovely meat head hockey player on the bench next to us.
We also feel that we have been short changed, by none other than the Tracy herself. Here is a list of items and knowledge that we think the Tracy should have passed on (we are still willing to accept these items… you can send them as a wrapped parcel to either of us):

1. A nice pair of gloves (we have been experiencing slippage)
2. A sweet, sweat bandana (our hair likes to get in our eyes… then we run into things)
3. A water mister (we tend to overheat and think we would look sexier as we lift the rods)
4. A booty-bumping finishing song as we pump out that last set (let’s face it, silence never helped anyone)
5. A bloody steak waiting for us when we arrive home (damn, we get hungry from all this work)

Until next week… stay strong!!!
Mojo and Veggie