Ophra Rant…

Some day it would be nice to lose enough weight to be on Ophra.

A couple of us watched Oprah together at the gym.

I was appalled that a Porsche was given to the guy who lost 305 pounds. Yeah, it was nice of who ever sprung for it, but I bet the guy drives it for a few weeks, then has to sell it to pay the income taxes.

He can only take one family member with him at a time, and he sure can’t take the dog anywhere (okay, if I am not driving to work, I’m driving to a dog thing. Being a dog mom requires more driving than being a soccer mom, especially if you like GOOD instructors). There is no where to put the crate and if it isn’t safe for a small child to be in a front seat with an air bag, it sure isn’t for a 24 pound beagle.

I think like I would like a Lincoln Navigator. One of the my agility classmates drives one. I told him that I was appalled with the Porsche and rather have that. I’d settle for an Aviator and a year or two of gas money. Even an Explorer.
Either would probably fit in the garage better.

And the lady who got to go to the spa? Send to Susan Garett in Canada for a week of dog agility camp. Bet it’s cheaper and more exercise!

Speaking of dog agility, both Marcie and I were wired tonight, which means while I ran fast, she ran faster and almost did what I wanted.

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    Teresa

    On February 28,2003 I was diagnosed with type II diabetes. I am 38 years old, I am overweight and I am a smoker. I attended the educational class as recommended by my physician to help become more aware of what diabetes is all about. The problem is I am a failure. I can not seem to get my act together with this disease. For the first time in my life I have a spouse that is wonderful and gives me extreme unconditional love and I have the most wonderful little boy and now I have been told I have this disease. I am scared of dying or have long term disabilities that can occur from this disease, but for some reason I still can’t get it through my head that I can’t just live life and be happy. I feel really stupid about all of this and I don’t know what to do. It seems that somehow I need to find a way to figure what is going on and how can I fix it. This is a fight that no one can help you with. People can support you, but when you are by yourself what do you do to make sure you stick by the strict diet, and how do you get the energy to make your self excersise? I was told this was controlable if I could lose weight and excersise, but it seems as though I am always so busy for excersise and it is hard for me. How can I get the motivation needed to help myself?

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