I know what it is like to be on both sides of the stage. I watched my first contest in 1997 when Shiloe (at the time, just my boyfriend) competed in his first bodybuilding competition. Looking back, I realize that I had no concept of what went into sculpting your body for a contest. I thought that to compete you simply ate a lot of chicken and eggs, spent time at the gym, were a little grouchy, slept almost half of the day, and drank water by the gallon. On the week of the contest, I helped him shave his entire body, and apply this smelly tanning stuff to his body that reminded me of shoe polish. At the show, I rubbed on a coat of oil and then he got up on stage and flexed to the called-out poses. I just assumed that whomever was biggest wins! Boy, did I have a lot to learn.