Get a room, us two!

I’ve blogged before about my friend and former coach Rob Layne. Well, this weekend we’re having a lot of entertaining fun. First, we both nominated each other for this “good judge of the northwest” award without knowing the other was doing it. Second of all, the hotel beds aren’t quite queens but not quite twins either, so the result is cramped sleeping for us. It’s ok, I’m a good little spoon. Third, we had a blast on the drive up here. To illustrate, here’s a funny story from the trip:

We were parked outside of a Denny’s waiting for the other van to finish up breakfast (we ate at McDonalds earlier), when we saw a few people jogging alongside the road in front of us. After a while, I looked up and saw this really obese guy (seriously, upwards of 350 pounds) veer off the road and towards a Jack in the Box. I laughed and said, “hey Rob, look, a fat guy is running into Jack in the Box.” While I thought this was funny, Rob really thought so, and laughed until he cried. Good times.