Justin started at 365 pounds, and today weighs 225 pounds. He's lost 140 pounds and feels great, though he still looks totally tired. We catch up with Justin in Logan, Utah, where he's calling out people left and right. Oh, but wait. Then the greatest thing happens. Justin shows us his branding, which is a t-shirt that says "Justin's Call Out" in a really terrible font that I can only imagine is called "Dungeons" or "Dragons." And what is the tag line of Justin's Call Out, you may ask? Wait for it -- "Blasting through the chatter." That is so amazing. I totally want one, except I bet that it's made from scratchy cotton. Justin tells us that first he calls people out, and then he helps them out. He has a 5 a.m. class that he runs, and tells us that he lights the fire of his disciples, and they in turn light his. Justin does have an adorable son who loves him, which makes me feel slightly bad about talking such shit about him. And then I look at the shirt again and feel okay about it. I've really just given him some chatter to blast through. Justin leads his tribe in a cheer of "Family on Three!" He hopes the people he "called out" in his class will one day become leaders themselves, and make hideous t-shirts of their own.
Next week: A whole new team of two comes to the ranch! What is even happening anymore?
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