The Toughest Challenge
Alan stepped on the scales and anxiously watched the needle rise to
144 1/2. He smiled. He had made his weight with half a pound to spare.
He watched as the official made a notation on his clipboard before
“Next,” said the official methodically, and up stepped another wrestler. Alan pulled on his sweats and then joined his teammates grouped together by the locker-room door.
“No problem, eh Alan?” joked Richie, their heavyweight, who never had to worry about making weight. “Don’t see why you guys are always sweating over this.” The others laughed at his pun.
J.E. Solinski ©2015