TEX: Geez!...I'm sweatin'!...but now...Let's dive even deeper...take a look at muscular performance, if you will...Divas, do you get a thrill out of utilizing the physical power of your muscles?...

FG: I enjoy seeing my strength increasing during workouts as I add on the plates. It does give one a sense of satisfaction.

HHN: Thrill....hhhhmmmm, yes I would say definitely I do. I fell in love with the process of lifling long before I developed a taste for the look. Having a goal in front of me...a certain weight or a number of reps (especially now that they entail the use of weights that a lot of the men in my gym choose not to toss around) and then making that goal....that gives me a rush both physical and mental! Of course, the fact that I am looking leaner and stronger these days and developing a bit of an appreciative audence is a HUGE thrill as well!

JOANNE: You had better believe it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TEX: Believe me, I'm glad to hear it!...Now tell me, have you ever lifted or carried another woman?...another man?...

HHN: I've never performed a lift like the ones I've seen in the galleries here...never realized there was such a thing until a few months ago. Never knew there was such a thing as a schmoo til then as a matter of fact...but having thought about this a bit, I will say that I have lifted very large men off their feet long enough to drop them to the ground in sparring practice (I have three red-belts, in various martial arts styles, though never stayed anywhere long enough to make it to black....) and during grappling practice, have tossed some big ones backwards through the air using my legs, if that helps~~~~

TEX: I think you just helped HardbodyPaul do sumpin' unmentionable...JK?

JOANNE: Yes, I picked JF up from the couch one time and carried him like a little baby down the hall. Needless to say, he was immensely turned on. :-) I also lifted JF up from underneath his armpits by the pool. I also picked up a girl at a haunted house. She was dressed up as a vampire. She would not let me get passed her to move to the next area of the haunted house. I proceeded to pick her up and move her out of my way. She said, "HOLY SHIT!!!" I guess she was in shock. LOL!

TEX: :-0.......FG?

FG: I can carry a 200 lb man on my back for a short distance, but it isn't something I relish!

TEX: Me either, FG....OK...let's look at another category of muscular performance...Ladies...have you ever armwrassled a guy?...Another woman?...

FG: Not as an adult, maybe I'm missing something!

HHN: I was the 9th grade arm-wrestling champion, actually! Admitedly the boys were a bit smaller then...but I have always been a lot stronger than average. I think it would be fun to try against some bigger boys...have yet to do so!

JOANNE: I have armwrestled men & women. The first person I arm wrestled was Lauren (a co-worker friend of mine). She is approximately 5'6" and 150 lbs. A rather big woman compared to myself. She came over to the house and I challenged her. She said, "No problem." We proceeded to arm wrestle at the dining room table. I put her down in approx. 10 seconds flat. When asked by JF why she pulled her arm away without letting me slam it down, she said, "I was afraid she would break my arm." She could not believe I beat her soooooo easily. In fact, the next day we were talking on the phone and she said, "I just cannot believe how strong you are. You are so short and all, but you beat ME!" I explained that looks are deceiving. Not all short people are weak. I also explained that I work out with weights. She said, "It is amazing since you work as a secretary and I work in a plant doing physcial labor. I know many office people and they aren't strong LIKE YOU." She kept going on and on about my strength. I also arm wrestled Hard Body Paul, Craig (my step dad), JF, and my mom with satisfactory results.

TEX: Magnificent!...testing your muscular strength...but how 'bout the ultimate test...Divas, have you ever been involved in a streetfight?...:-0

JOANNE: A long time ago when I was in high school. I beat up a cheerleader. Nothing much to report except that I punched her in the face, her braces got caught in her lip, she ran away crying, and reported me to her cheerleading coach. Nothing happened to me because the coach never saw the fight.

FG: I'm a lover not a fighter. I'd rather use my brains and if that fails run like hell.

HHN: Never a street fight....a few brawls with the other tough girls in the neighborhood when I was young. I was in a barroom tussle during a birthday celebration many years ago...but it didn't amount to much. Some very drunk guy crawled up behind me on all fours and tried to nibble on my glutes. I swung backward, knocked his glasses off and gave him a bloody nose before I really even realized what was going on. Always kind of felt bad about that, as the poor guy was pretty far gone....Well...there was one other time, come to think of it...just a few year ago...I was a bit inebriated It was an "after" party for MrHUGE's office Christmas party. We were at a snazzy little hot spot and it was very crowded. I decided I needed to make a trip to the ladies' room and headed out on my own. got about halfway there, when my path was suddenly blocked by a very large young man. I'm really not into congrontation, so i stepped back a bit. He stepped back and I started forward again...at whick point he stepped out to block my path again. We repeated the same scenario, but this time as he stepped out in front of me, I threw my hands up, gave him a hell of a push against his chest, and told him I had no patience with assholes. It was unexpected, I guess...he stagger back a bit, much to his buddy's amusement. I walked forward...striding as purposefully as I could considering my alcohol conten, and continued to the ladies room...never looking back! I do remember having several very scary dreams that night in which my bloody nose ended up splattered on my face, so at least part of me had enough sense to be afraid, but at that moment, that was not the part in charge!