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Fat Firefighters

You don't really think about firefighters potentially carrying around spare pounds.

Nor do you usually think about firefighters dying more frequently from heart attacks than fighting fires, but it's true.

So, that's why Monday's 5pm story on those Vancouver/Clark County firefighters is so important (and fun since they came up with the "Biggest Loser" competition as a way to get them motivated).

The contest just started a few weeks ago and lasts 12 weeks. I don't know who is winning in terms of weight loss right now, but Heather tells me she'll keep me posted and I'll share it here. They are doing it on a percentage basis since the city has more participants.

As for the fitness tests they take-- those happen once a year. And, yes, firefighters are a fit bunch. But just like in many professional sports... it is possible to get the job done and STILL carry extra pounds. But like Devon said.. when you are in the best possible shape you use oxygen more efficiently and it allows you to fight a fire longer and not rely on other firefighters to pick up your slack.

Hey-- Ken Coleman stuff now. He just got his website done. You can visit it here:

http://kencolemanonline.com/

He's a Northwest native so if you want him to come speak to your group-- that website is the way to go to get in touch with him.

Photo time!!

In the land of boring "props" I wanted you to see my failed attempt to demonstrate what happens when water freezes in a pipe.

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My plan was to use that at 10 and 11pm Saturday night. I normally don't work but got called in. Anyway, water expands about 10% when it turns to ice which is why winterizing the pipes around your house is so important. I thought it would make a good visual to have a busted icy water bottle to show that.

Only I didn't count on the plastic being so flexible. It's all warped and everything but it's not cracked. Zzz.

And here is me as I write this.

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Debi, you mentioned you like the thermometer I use. Well, it's telling me it's 70 degrees inside here but I don't buy it. That or I'm getting sick.

Another Monday more than halfway done. YAY!

Email me: Stephanie Stricklen

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