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Show nrnmrm -My. - V v I . i mi. I I significant amount of weight, only to put it back on when the diet ended. (It wasn't going go-ing to happen to me!) Fast forward to coming home from the Dell. I now have level ground to walk on, facilities fa-cilities close by to exercise in and all I need is the motivation motiva-tion to get back control of my body. "I'll start next week" was my mantra and I stuck to it like glue,. Eight year olds are without with-out guile they say the truth and haven't learned that their elders are way too sensitive. So I'm sitting next to Max in our Primary class and he discovers my flabby arm. I don't realize he's wiggling it because there aren't a lot of nerve receptors in fat. I look down at him and he's giggling gig-gling as he jiggles my forearm fore-arm and states he likes seeing fat move. That was the straw. Curve's has been calling call-ing me for years trying to get me to join, but I have always had an excuse to decline their offer. With the added incentive incen-tive of "free", I called for an appointment and soon found myself working out every Monday, Wednesday and Friday Fri-day mornings at the Curve )s in Pleasant Grove. I used to live where the building now stands and the driveway into the strip mall is where my old The reality was that if I walked to all the places I had to be, I would constantly be late and that doesn't work when you're dealing with people. peo-ple. So I rode the wheeler a lot, and didn't get the exercise I needed. When I married Rodger, I was in the best shape in my life I jogged four miles a day, exercised at night, ate nutritious nutri-tious food and felt better than I had for years. And then I became be-came a long-haul truck driver. The excitement of adventure dulled my senses to what was slowly happening to my body and by the time I realized how much weight I had gained, there wasn't much I could do about it. Truck stop food is not healthy! And when you have 65 feet of vehicle to park, your options are very limited, so you eat what is available which isn't all that good for one's figure. fig-ure. My biggest mistake as a truck driver was wearing loose fitting jumpers and shifts, effectively ef-fectively disguising my expanding ex-panding girth. The only scales at a truck stop are the ones to weigh the trucks, so I lived in la la land for as long as it took to grow out of the clothes I had stored at home. Over the years my weight has fluctuated and the time I went on the Hcg diet, I lost a by Geri Taylor It rarely happens that I don't have a clue of what to write, but this time around my mind has been a total blank. Perhaps coming down from the canyon has put my brain into hibernation mode, but whatever what-ever it is the idea didn't come until the morning of the final deadline (the deadline after the deadline). So here I am typing away to get this in before Calvin Cal-vin fires me. " When Rodger and I received re-ceived the good news we would be caretakers at Mutual Dell, I remembered an insight I had the month before as I walked from the lower parking lot up to the pavilion. As I huffed up the hill I thought, "If I lived up here I would get in shape and lose weight." I was excited to see that thought come to fruition. driveway was, so in a sense, I've come home. All sentimentality aside, I have taken on the challenge with surprising gusto. I say surprising because I have been inactive for so long, and saying say-ing I was going to change for so long, that actually doing something about it is a bit shocking. There are regulars who are there every day and while some are a bit intimidating because of their trim shapes, there are others like me who will eventually see results. My 80-year-old friend was at the Zumba class when I first signed up and after the paper work was completed, I tried to follow the video trainer. I last ed about five minutes, licked my bruised ego and went home. I couldn't even keep up with an octogenarian! I decided decid-ed then and there I would work out on the equipment and once I got the strength and weight loss out of the way, I would again try Zumba. Until then I'm content to push, pull and lift my way to a healthier me. |