One week and counting

Next Sunday at this time Jenn and I will be driving to Malibu, voluntarily placing ourselves into the hands of people who think seven hours a day of exercise is reasonable - what the hell was I thinking!!  Not only that but we are paying quite a bit of money for the privilege of working our butts off (literally I hope).  These are the thoughts that have been racing around in my head, I am excited and anxious and nervous at the same time. 
We will be one of the first guests at the Biggest Loser Resort opening in Malibu on September 26.  I keep telling co-workers and friends that I may not make it out alive, hopefully that is a joke!  But seriously, if you don't hear from me send the Coast Guard...
Yesterday we hiked in the woods here in Monterey for a couple of miles, our goal is to be able to bump that up to four miles by next Saturday.  Hmmm, did someone say something about unrealistic goals?
As someone who has been overweight all of my life, athletic endeavors have never been the focal point of a vacation (TERM VACATION USED LOOSELY) before.  Jenn is worried that I am going to tell the trainers in no uncertain terms what to do with their workouts, I am pretty sure I am going to be the model client.  I promise to give you the unvarnished truth here.
Well my Keens are calling me to the forest...