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Show March 19,2013 IMPAQGOSMES 3 nrnmrm My. - V v I . mi. significant amount of weight, only to put it back on when the diet ended. (It wasn't go-ing to happen to me!) Fast forward to coming home from the Dell. I now have level ground to walk on, fa-cilities close by to exercise in and all I need is the 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 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 gig-gling as he jiggles my fore-arm and states he likes seeing fat move. That was the straw. Curve's has been 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 incen-tive of "free", I called for an appointment and soon found myself working out every Monday, Wednesday and 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 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 nutri-tious food and felt better than I had for years. And then I be-came a long-ha- ul 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 fig-ure. My biggest mistake as a truck driver was wearing loose fitting jumpers and shifts, ef-fectively disguising my 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 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 Cal-vin fires me. " When Rodger and I 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 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 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 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. Bliss Jarvis Brimley Hansen June 11, 1926 -- March 1,2014 I . ..... Grove; four grandchildren; 13 two nieces and a nephew raised as her own 3 children; 7 grandchildren and one great grandchild; Karen Maxfield, San Diego; David (Veronna) Jarvis, Provo and Patricia (Craig) Nielsen, Pleasant Grove and brother, Gary Jar-vis, Monroe, Utah. Funeral services were held Saturday, March 8, 2014 at 11 a.m. in the Pleasant Grove East Stake Center, 825 South Loader Drive, Pleasant Grove. Family and friends at-tended a viewing Friday eve-ning from 6 to 8 p.m. at Olpin Family Mortuary, 494 South 300 East, Pleasant Grove and at the church on Saturday one hour prior to service. Interment was in the Pleasant Grove City Cem-etery. Don passed away in 1990. She married Ronald G. Han-sen on June 26, 1993. Bliss grew up in Pleasant Grove and graduated from Pleasant Grove High School. She worked for many years as a legal secretary. Bliss was a devoted member of the LDS Church and was an avid gene-alogist. She served faithfully in many callings including Stake Relief Society Presi-dent. Bliss was a selfless, lov-ing and compassionate per-son who always put the needs of others first. She is survived by her husband, Ronald G. Hansen, Provo. His children, grand-children and great grand-children, Provo; daughter, Judy (Gary) Ridge, Pleasant Bliss Jarvis Brimley Hansen. Bliss Jarvis Brimley Han-sen, 87, of Provo passed away peacefully Saturday, March I, 2014. Bliss was born June II, 1926 in Spanish Fork to Samuel P. and Hannah Shep-herd Jarvis. She married Don E. Brimley on April 1 9, 1 945. Henson Walker has been called to serve in the Mozambique Maputo Mis-sion for The Church of Je-sus Christ of Latter-da- y Saints. His farewell will be held Sunday, May 25, at 1 1 a.m. at the LDS Church lo-cated at 942 North 500 East in Pleasant Grove. Henson graduated from Pleasant Grove High School in 2013. He completed Ba-sic Training for the Air Na-tional Guard in San Antonio and his Tech Crew Training in Wichita Falls last Fall. Henson will enter the Provo MTC on Wednesday, May 28. : . .T-- .i m - if. O 1 j K - ... ' J W "Miss PG" continued from Page 1 of the Pageant Award and McK-inzi- e Taylor earned the Miracle Maker Award for raising the most money for the Children's Miracle Network. The non-finali- st awards were Lillian Evans, Artistic Expression in Talent; Jessica Matheson, Private Interview; Lacey Osborne, Presence and Poise in Evening Wear; and Beth Farley, Physical Fitness in Swimwear. As is tradition, Mayor Mi-chael Daniels was on hand to announce the new 2014 roy-alty. The Miss Pleasant Grove Pageant began in 1920 and 93 young women have received the title Miss Pleasant Grove. Lauren shared her platform on "Suicide Awareness and Pre-vention Among Teens." After losing her best friend to suicide, Lauren has become passionate on educating teenagers on sui-cide. "Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary prob-lem," she stated. The 'contestants were judged on Physical Fitness in Swimwear, On Stage Inter-view, and Artistic Expression in Talent, Presence and Poise in Evening Wear, and each had an interview with the judges ear-lier in the day where they were judged on their platform, cur-rent events, and general knowl-edge. - Each contestant chooses a young lady between the ages of 4 and 7 to be their Little Miss. The Little Misses stole the show as they performed their own number to "Rise and Shine" and modeled with the contestants during the evening wear portion of the competition. After 2013 Miss Pleasant Grove Lauren Wilson's fare-well, the presentation of awards proceeded. The Ticket Award, $100, was given to McKenzie Tomlinson, Kaylie McGee re-ceived the Platform Award and $100 for her platform "Be a Buddy, Not a Bully". IMttney Beagley was voted on by the contestants to receive the Spirit Telling Fish Stories My dad said that any time you spend fishing doesn't count against your allotted time in life. If you are destined through fate or divine providence to live for 80 years and you spent five years fishing, you will live to be 85. It was the time spent together that made the differ-ence. He wanted to give us something to remember him by. And it worked. My dad has been gone for about four years. Wc didn't see each other mudi the last few years. In his old age he didn't really enjoy being around kids and I had a lot of them. My mother was distraught, naturally, when he passed away. She started to apologize for the things he hadn't been able to do. "Mom, it's fine. I have no regrets. I got to say goodbye in the way that meant some-thing to both of us." Fishing season is start-ing up. My kids and I will be chasing Rainbows, not salmon. We'll be hitting the Provo River and Deer Creek Reservoir instead of Puget Sound. And it won't mat-ter if we catch a single fish. It's while spending time on a lake shore, or a stream bank with my kids that we will make the greatest catch of all. ., I ta I didn't go home with a fish that day. I'm sure I told my mother all about it when I got home. And it probably included a version of "It was THIS big." My parents got married when I was eleven. Oh, tech-nically he wasn't my "real" dad. He was my step dad. However, when I was four-teen he adopted me and my older brother. My dad didn't like to camp. (I love camp-ing.) He didn't play sports (I loved playing basketball.) He wasn't much of a mechanic. (I loved to work on cars.) But, he did like to fish. It's funny, really, I never really considered why fish-ing was different. We lived in Olympia, Washington about 20 minutes from Puget Sound, some of the greatest salmon fishing in the world. My dad bought a boat so we could go fishing. If you've ever been boating you know that when you accelerate, the bow comes up. And the faster you go the higher the bow comes up. The first time we took our little 15 foot tri-hu- ll. out, it was obvious my dad wasn't a boater. He sped up just enough to stick the nose nearly straight up in the air. He was trying to peer around the side to see what was in front of us. "Dad?" "Yeah?" "I think if you go just a little faster the bow will come down." "Really?" "Yeah." He gave it more gas and the boat came up on plane. Why would a man who really didn't like the outdoors buy a boat that he didn't know how to drive and commit to spending the day out on the sound? He liked fishing, but not that much. It took me years to realize the real reason. He did it for me and my brothers. He knew that he couldn't really be part of most of our activities. I think he fig-ured fishing was something that he could use to build memories with these strangers who were now his sons. What was ironic about those fishing trips, is that we spent thousands of dollars. We bought special salmon poles and reels. We bought a depth finder. We bought those things that drop your line down to a spe-cific depth. We bought lures and hooks and tackle and a whole boatload of gear. And we never caught a single salmon. Well, that's not exactly true. I did catch one small Coho salmon that was under the limit so we threw him back. We spent the summer chasing those fish from the Olympia docks to Anderson Island and back and they beat us every single time. And I wouldn't have traded it for the world. by Rodney Bliss I like to fish. It's a great way to get outside and spend time with my kids. I'm not crazy about it. And I mean I'm not crazy in a crazy way. I have been known to tell a fish tale or two, of course. You're hardly a fisherman (or wom-an) if you don't. My grandfather taught me to fish when I was a kid. The first fish I ever caught was a Rainbow Trout when I was about five years old. I was at Rocky Point in Idaho. I was excited, but not sure I wanted to kill it and eat it. We kept it alive, the way you do when you are still fishing. We started to leave and I had to make a decision on the fish. "Can we take it home and keep it in a tank?" "No, it would die. If you want to keep it alive we'll have to leave it in the lake." Senior News Pleasant Grove Jacobs Senior Center, 242 W. 200 S., Pleasant Grove Activities Tuesday at 10:30 a.m. Bingo Friday at 1 p.m. Movie Monday at 10:30 a.m. Exercise Class Friday at 10:30 a.m. Exercise Class 1st & 4th Wednesday at 10:30 a.m. Health Clinics MENU Wednesday, March 19 Beef Taco Salad Thursday, March 20 Sweet & Sour Chicken Friday, March 2 1 Pork Roast Monday, March 24 Country Fried Steak Tuesday, March 25 Breakfast Day Lunch served promptly at noon. Call between 9 a.m. and 1 p.m. to make appointments (801) 785-28- 18 Suggested $2 donation. Meals funded by State of Utah Dept. of Human Services, Mountainland Assc. of Gov., and Pleasant Grove City. Call the day before for reservations. |