Yesterday was a long day. I woke up at 0300 to take my son to Camp Williams. The drive was quiet as my son slept. It was beginning to snow, which added to the quietness. When we got to Camp Williams, the guard told me that I needed to slow down (I was going 14 mph through the serpentine - speed limit is 10 mph), then the guard told my son that there was still plenty of time and to keep his ass down. That last comment made me laugh. It was about the only good thing in dropping my son off.

I made David some fudge for the flight. I did get to talk with him last night. He was in a good mood, excited about what his future holds. The blessings of being young is that all of your dreams and how you see the world have not been tainted with the years of experience that will eventually unfold. I am glad that he is happy. I am proud that he wants to serve his country.

Yesterday, I was so busy that I hardly had time to think about my son. But this morning, it is quiet. My phone is not ringing. The sky is blue and the ground is covered with snow. It is beautiful outside, but the inside of my sole is filled with sorrow. Hopefully, the day will get busy and take my mind off of my son.

Exercise is key to losing weight.
Exercise is key to managing my diabetes.
Exercise is key to managing stress in my life.
Exercise is key to my well being.


I did exercise this morning. My buns are killing me. The treadmill was at a level 15 incline for about 15 minutes. The treadmill said that my heart rate was at 111, so it kept increasing the incline until it got to 15. The highest my HR read was 112. . . I think the monitor wasn't working.