WiPEOuT

Britt (my lovely, and temporarily insane sister) is on ABC's Wipeout tonight 8/7c.

See her photo here. (At least at time of publishing it was her. Although you may not recognize her covered in mud)

The episode title is Mustard, Ketchup and Wipeout Weenies. Descriptor: Contestants tackle obstacles including Organ Grinder, Dizzy Dummy and Smack Wall while dodging condiments and wipeout weenies. Sounds awful. (Awfully funny!)

She described this experience, which actually occurred in January, as the most painful, horrendous thing she has ever done. And she used to run the 800, so it must be bad.

I particularly like how her boyfriend described it in an email invitation for their viewing party. Subject - Wonder where those bruises came from?:
Nope. It wasn't overzealous jump dancing on tequila-laced mosaic tile. It was the Motivator. It was the four red orbs made of galvanized rubber. It was the 24 hydraulic charged punching gloves designed to readjust your mandible and your pelvis. It was the strange idea that it is worth risking multiple lacerations, torn knee ligaments, spinal separation, never-walk-againedness and a premature interview with the Angel Gabriel in order to command control of $26,654.46 after taxes. In a word, it was Wipeout. Brittany has generously donated her home as a viewing station for the momentous event (she would also like to donate her left kidney as well, since it doesn't really work that well anymore.)

Not familiar with the show? (I wasn't until last week)
Here's a little taste.

Now get back to work.