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PART TWO Poignant Pearls & Potbellied Pigs Nov.20 2001	sheldene chant
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 POIGNANT PEARLS & POTBELLIED PIGS

 Vol. 2 Issue 18 20th November, 2001

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PART TWO

 CONTENTS

 - Will a Trouble Magnet Attract Spark
 Plugs and Air Filters?

 - You Weigh How Much!

 - eNonyMouse - exercises with a difference

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 WILL A TROUBLE MAGNET ATTRACT SPARK
 PLUGS AND AIR FILTERS?
 asks Sally Breslin

 I AM beginning to think that when I was born, one of the doctors
 surgically implanted a trouble magnet somewhere in my body,
 because I definitely have a knack for attracting trouble. In fact, if
 I were standing in the middle of a group of 500 people and a rabid
 wolf came running out of the woods toward us, he would ignore all of
 the other 499 people, sniff me out and rip off my pant-leg.

 An example of my trouble-attracting powers occurred the day after
 Halloween.

 A few weeks before, I had written a letter to the NH Division of Parks and
 Recreation to complain that Bear Brook State Park is advertised as a
 year-round family activity park, yet it closes in early fall and doesn't
open
 again till late spring. When the park closes, locked gates spring up
everywhere,
 along with enough 'no parking' signs to fill a football stadium. Even
the park's
 physical fitness trail becomes inaccessible, which leads me to believe that
 they expect people to be flabby from October to May.

 At the end of the park's season this year, I mentioned to Arthur, the
young man
 who ran the Bear Brook Nature Center all summer, that when the park closed,
 I would have nowhere to park and go walking. He kindly said I could park
my car
 in front of the Nature Center, if I'd like. 'And if you're here after
dark and something
 scares you, just scream, and the people who stay in the camper over
there by the
 camping museum will hear you and get
 help.'

 The thought of having to scream for help didn't exactly give me a huge
sense of
 well being, but I was grateful to have at least one place to park where
I wouldn't
 have to worry about getting my windshield plastered with parking tickets.

 So the day after Halloween, I drove over to the Nature Center, parked my
car in
 the driveway facing it, and my dog and I set off hiking on the Pioneer
Trail at the
 end of the road. The sun was still out when we left, but it seemed that
within
 minutes, it sank faster than a swimmer wearing a concrete bathing suit.

 The woods instantly became spooky, so I decided we'd be better off
heading back
 and walking around the cul-de-sac near the Nature Center. The fact that
it was a
 fairly well-lit area and nicely paved meant I wouldn't have to worry
about tripping
 over rocks or branches the way I would have in the woods.

 Still, even the cul-de-sac was kind of spooky. It was surrounded by
state-owned
 vehicles, many of which were so old and rusty, they looked as if they
last had been
 used during the Nixon administration. The whole area had a graveyard
feel to it; a
 place where the park's vehicles came to sputter and die.

 My dog and I were enjoying our walk when I happened to notice that at
the darkest
 end of the road where there were no streetlights, a vehicle had pulled
up and parked.
 The headlights were on, so I couldn't see what the car looked like or
who was in it,
 but I had the distinct feeling we were being watched.

 We walked around the cul-de-sac a couple more times, and the car still
sat there,
 its lights shining directly at us. A million thoughts, all of them bad,
raced through
 my mind. Did the car contain some escaped madman who was stalking us?
 Or was the car empty and running all on its own, like the demonically
possessed
 killer-car 'Christine' in Stephen King's horror novel?

 After 15 more minutes, my cold nose and sore feet forced me to admit that I
 couldn't stall the inevitable any longer. It was time to head homeeven
though
 it meant I would have to walk closer to the mysterious car in order to
get to mine.

 My dog and I made a dash for my car. As soon as we jumped in, I locked the
 doors and breathed a sigh of relief. But my relief was short-lived. To
my horror,
 the suspicious car immediately bolted into action. It zoomed right up
behind us and
 parked there, blocking us in. By then, my heart was pounding somewhere
up in my
 throat. A bright spotlight from behind suddenly bathed us in near-daylight.

 The suspicious car turned out to be a police cruiser.

 I know just about every police officer in my town, so I wasn't too worried.
 Unfortunately, the young officer who approached my car was one I'd never
 had the pleasure of meeting.

 He greeted me with a nod. 'How are you tonight?' he asked, his tone and
 expression serious.

 'Fine,' I answered, smiling weakly.

 He asked to see my license, then took it back to the cruiser with him.
By then,
 my dog was getting restless in the back seat, so I shoved a dog treat at
her
 (I keep an emergency supply with me at all times). When she took the
treat from
 my hand, she drooled all over my fingers, so I dug out my mini-bottle of
 hand-sanitizer and doused my hands with it. I never stopped to think
that the
 stuff's main ingredient is alcoholor that I suddenly reeked of it.

 The officer returned to my car and asked if I had another license.
That's when I
 discovered I'd mistakenly handed him my recently expired one instead of my
 new one. At that point, considering the fact that I had been avoiding
the cruiser
 during my walk, my car smelled like alcohol, and I had just handed the
officer an
 expired license, I was pretty sure I soon would be sharing a cell with a
hulk of a
 woman who had 'Born to Kill' tattooed on her arm.

 Just then, a voice came over the officer's walkie-talkie saying in a
bored tone, 'Oh,
 that's just Sally Breslin. She's a newspaper reporter who roams through the
 woods all the time.'

 The officer's expression didn't change, but somehow, I got the
impression I was
 off the hookeven though I had no idea what I'd been on the hook for in
the first
 place. He then explained that someone had been stealing parts and
siphoning gas
 from the park's vehicles, and that a caller had reported a suspicious
vehicle
 (a.k.a. mine) in the area.

 I wondered if it might have been the people in the camper who'd reported
me
 the people Arthur had said would protect me if I screamed. Or had it
been the
 guy wearing a park uniform who'd been standing in the grass and eating a
banana
 when my dog and I had first arrived? The guy who had politely greeted us
and
 acted as if he couldn't care less that we were there?

 The next thought that ran through my mind was where, when the officer
had been
 watching me walking for so long, he thought I might be hiding siphoned
gasoline or
 stolen auto parts? Was my body so lumpy that it looked as if I had a jug
of fuel and a
 muffler stuffed down my sweater?

 'Where have you been?' my husband asked when I finally got home
(thankfully, sans
 handcuffs). 'It's dark out. I was getting worried.'

 Still upset, I huffed at him, 'Can I ask you a question? Do I look as if
I'm smuggling
 spark plugs down the back of my underwear?'

 He gave me a strange look and remained silent for a moment, then shook
his head
 and said somewhat hesitantly, 'A couple air filters, maybe, but not
spark plugs.'

 The time has come to dig out my low-calorie cookbook from the mothballs.

Copyright 2001 Sally Breslin
______________________________
Sally Breslin is a NH Press Association award-winning
columnist who has written for newspapers, magazines,
books and the Internet in New Hampshire and beyond.
Her column appears on NH.com every Tuesday.
She can be reached by e-mail at silly-@att.net.

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 YOU WEIGH HOW MUCH?
 asks Jan Tincher

HAVE you lost weight, but gained it right back again?

Do you want to lose weight, but nothing works. You've
tried this, you've tried that. You've tried everything.
NOTHING worked long term.

*** TIP *** Well, you know what? You haven't tried
*everything.* You haven't, or you would have results. It's
that simple. So please don't tell your brain you've tried
*everything.* Because that gives your brain no
alternative. If it knows you've tried *everything* and
nothing has worked, then it stops looking for ways to
lose weight. It just gives up. Do you want that? ***

On the up side, would you like to know how you can
make a lasting change?

Here are three beliefs you MUST have to make a lasting
change.

Something MUST change.
I MUST change it.
I CAN change it.

You must know in your heart that you MUST, not you
*should* lose weight. You must think that something
MUST change, not that something *should* change.

*Should* never happens. I really *should* go on a diet.
Nope. It ain't gonna happen. *Should* is not consistent.
*Should,* you do when it's convenient. Remember,
*should* NEVER happens.

If you MUST do something, then you find a way to do it. I
MUST do it.

Some of you go to a someone to have THEM do it for
you, like a counselor, therapist, doctor, whatever.
Guess what? If *they* do it for you, *they* might be the
ones to lose the weight. You may too, of course, but it
doesn't last very long before you run into difficulty. Then
you're back to where you used to be, but there's
one big difference here. You tend to blame whoever it
was that you went to. It's *their* fault this didn't work.

Don't get me wrong. Going to someone for help is
terrific, but if you're not ready to take responsibility for
the change, you might just as well save your money.

If you do it yourself, if you know YOU are the source,
then you are ready to make a change. No one else can
do it for you. Your mantra MUST be *My life must
change and I must change it.*

Of course, one of the reasons a person doesn't think
they can change is because they've never changed
before. Well, guess what? The past does not equal the
future. You have to be able to look forward and *create*
what you want, even if you've never been able to do it
before. You MUST. If you live in the past, you can
be guaranteed your future will be the same way.

One way to take care of the future is get rid of your old
beliefs that aren't supporting you. The ones that say, *I
can't do it.* *I've never been able to do it.* *People will
laugh at me.*

Get rid of them by linking massive amounts of pain to
them. Think of an old, negative belief, think of pain.
Think of the next old, negative belief, think of pain. Think
of the next old, negative belief, think of pain.

If you link enough pain to each old, negative belief, your
brain will do its best to avoid them, and that gives you a
chance to create alternatives.

Think of your new belief, think of the most wonderful
pleasure you've ever had. Think of your new belief, think
of the most wonderful pleasure you've ever had. Think
of your new belief, think of the most wonderful pleasure
you've ever had. There. Doesn't that feel better?

Sometimes, the reason we don't change is we think
change equals pain. *If I do this, then that will happen.*
Ouch. Or the reason we do change is that we see NOT
changing bringing us loads of pain. Double ouch.

Well, now that you know this, use it to your advantage.

Associate *pain* with overeating. Feel in your gut, don't
just know in your mind. Associate losing weight NOW
with massive, extraordinary, *immediate* levels of
pleasure.

Some of you are overweight because you rationalize.
*I'm just a little overweight.* That certainly doesn't give
you enough pain to make you want to do anything about
it. What if you said to yourself in a most disgusted tone,
*I'm fat!* Or how about it if you heard it in your mind with
the tonality of someone whom you really admire saying
to you, *You're fat!*? Ouch!

Having them say it to you would really hurt, wouldn't it?

OK. Now, think about that. How is that different than
*I'm a little overweight*? There's massive amounts of
pain if someone you admire thinks your fat, isn't there?

If you take away the pain, you take away the drive. It
turns to a *should* and not a *must.*

Change is never a matter of ability. It's always a matter
of motivation. If someone has enough reason they will
change, period.

Now, if *should* is what pops into your mind for this
sentence below, realize that change ain't gonna happen
*until* YOU make it a *must.* If you don't inflict your own
painful thoughts connected to overeating, you won't feel
the powerful need to do something about it.

*I _______ lose weight.* Which word did you use? I
knew it! I knew you could do it!

Now that it's a must, watch your eating habits change for
the better, watch your body slim down. Good luck!

How does it feel when you take charge? Pretty good,
huh?

Thanks for reading.
Jan

Copyright 2000, Jan Tincher, All Rights Reserved
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eNonyMouse

 (These exercises were forwarded by one of our
 subscribers, Sue, who lost her much-loved guide
 dog earlier this year. Apprentice guide dog, Gidget,
 (also much loved) joined Sue's household recently
 so she's concentrating on young dog gymnastics
 right now but can vouch for them all. Sue reports
 that these tried and trusted fat remedies have been
 around for years.)

YOU'VE seen those ads on TV promising amazing results
from all sorts of contraptions. Well, there's no need to invest in
fancy equipment. If you have (or can borrow) a dog, you have
everything you need to get in shape now!!!

The following exercises can be done anywhere, anytime.

Inner Thighs: Place the dog's favorite toy between thighs. Press tighter
than the dog can pull. Do not attempt bare legged - dogs who favor shortcuts
to success will just dig the toy out. You could be damaged.

Upper Body Strength: Lift the dog - off the couch, off the bed, out of the
flower bed. Repeat, repeat, repeat. As the dog ages, this exercise is
reversed - onto the couch, onto the bed, into the car and so on.

Balance and Co-ordination, Exercise 1: Remove your puppy from unsuitable
tight places. If they're too small for him, they're certainly too small for
you. Do it anyway!

Balance and Co-ordination, Exercise 2: Practice not falling when your dog
bounds across the full length of the room, sails through the air, and slams
both front paws into the back of your knees.

Balance and Co-ordination, Exercise 3: (for use with multiple dogs) Remove
all dogs from lap and answer the phone before it stops ringing.

Balance and Co-ordination, Exercise 4: (alternate) For older dogs, attempt to
cross a room without tripping over the dog. Get off your couch without
crushing any part of a sleeping elderly dog.

Upper Arms: Throw the ball. Throw the squeaky toy. Throw the Frisbee.
Repeat until nauseous.

Upper Arms: (alternate) Tug the rope. Tug the pull toy. Tug the sock. Repeat
until your shoulder is dislocated or the dog gives up (we all know which
comes first).

Hand Co-ordination: Remove foreign object from dog's locked jaw.
This exercise is especially popular with puppy owners. Repeat. Repeat.
Repeat. Remember, this is a timed exercise. Movements must be quick and
precise (think concert pianist) to prevent trips to the vet, which only
offer the minimal exercise benefit of jaw firming clenches.

Calves: After the dog has worn out the rest of your body, hang a circular
toy on your ankle and let the dog tug while you tug back. WARNING: This is
feasible only for those with strong bones and small dogs. Have you taken
your calcium supplement today?

Calves: (alternate) Run after dog - pick any reason, there are plenty. Dogs
of any size can be used for this exercise. Greyhounds are inadvisable.

Neck Muscles: Attempt to outmaneuver the canine tongue headed for your ear,
mouth, or eyeball. This is a lifelong fitness program. A dog is never too
old or too feeble to 'French Kiss' you when you least expect it.

(Try not to overdo it - Ed.)

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 - Will a Trouble Magnet
Attract Spark 
 Plugs and
Air Filters? 
 - You Weigh How
Much! 
 - eNonyMouse - exercises with
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 WILL A TROUBLE MAGNET ATTRACT
SPARK 

PLUGS AND AIR FILTERS? 

asks Sally Breslin 
 
 I AM beginning to think that when I was born, one of the
doctors 
surgically implanted a trouble magnet somewhere in my body,
 
because I definitely have a knack for attracting trouble. In fact,
if 
I were standing in the middle of a group of 500 people and a
rabid 
wolf came running out of the woods toward us, he would ignore all
of 
the other 499 people, sniff me out and rip off my
pant-leg. 
An example of my trouble-attracting powers occurred the day after
 
Halloween. 
A few weeks before, I had written a letter to the NH Division of
Parks and 
Recreation to complain that Bear Brook State Park is advertised as
a 
year-round family activity park, yet it closes in early fall and
doesnt open 
again till late spring. When the park closes, locked gates spring
up everywhere, 
along with enough 'no parking' signs to fill a football stadium.
Even the parks 
physical fitness trail becomes inaccessible, which leads me to
believe that 
they expect people to be flabby from October to May. 
At the end of the parks season this year, I mentioned to Arthur,
the young man 
who ran the Bear Brook Nature Center all summer, that when the
park closed, 
I would have nowhere to park and go walking. He kindly said I
could park my car 
in front of the Nature Center, if Id like. 'And if youre here
after dark and something 
scares you, just scream, and the people who stay in the camper
over there by the 
camping museum will hear you and get 
help.' 
The thought of having to scream for help didnt exactly give me a
huge sense of 
well being, but I was grateful to have at least one place to park
where I wouldnt 
have to worry about getting my windshield plastered with parking
tickets. 
So the day after Halloween, I drove over to the Nature Center,
parked my car in 
the driveway facing it, and my dog and I set off hiking on the
Pioneer Trail at the 
end of the road. The sun was still out when we left, but it seemed
that within 
minutes, it sank faster than a swimmer wearing a concrete bathing
suit. 
The woods instantly became spooky, so I decided wed be better off
heading back 
and walking around the cul-de-sac near the Nature Center. The fact
that it was a 
fairly well-lit area and nicely paved meant I wouldnt have to
worry about tripping 
over rocks or branches the way I would have in the
woods. 
Still, even the cul-de-sac was kind of spooky. It was surrounded
by state-owned 
vehicles, many of which were so old and rusty, they looked as if
they last had been 
used during the Nixon administration. The whole area had a
graveyard feel to it; a 
place where the parks vehicles came to sputter and die. 
My dog and I were enjoying our walk when I happened to notice that
at the darkest 
end of the road where there were no streetlights, a vehicle had
pulled up and parked. 
The headlights were on, so I couldnt see what the car looked like
or who was in it, 
but I had the distinct feeling we were being watched. 
 
We walked around the cul-de-sac a couple more times, and the car
still sat there, 
its lights shining directly at us. A million thoughts, all of them
bad, raced through 
my mind. Did the car contain some escaped madman who was stalking
us? 
Or was the car empty and running all on its own, like the
demonically possessed 
killer-car 'Christine' in Stephen Kings horror novel? 
After 15 more minutes, my cold nose and sore feet forced me to
admit that I 
couldnt stall the inevitable any longer. It was time to head
homeeven though 
it meant I would have to walk closer to the mysterious car in
order to get to mine. 
My dog and I made a dash for my car. As soon as we jumped in, I
locked the 
doors and breathed a sigh of relief. But my relief was
short-lived. To my horror, 
the suspicious car immediately bolted into action. It zoomed right
up behind us and 
parked there, blocking us in. By then, my heart was pounding
somewhere up in my 
throat. A bright spotlight from behind suddenly bathed us in
near-daylight. 
The suspicious car turned out to be a police cruiser. 
I know just about every police officer in my town, so I wasnt too
worried. 
Unfortunately, the young officer who approached my car was one Id
never 
had the pleasure of meeting. 
He greeted me with a nod. 'How are you tonight?' he asked, his
tone and 
expression serious. 
'Fine,' I answered, smiling weakly. 
He asked to see my license, then took it back to the cruiser with
him. By then, 
my dog was getting restless in the back seat, so I shoved a dog
treat at her 
(I keep an emergency supply with me at all times). When she took
the treat from 
my hand, she drooled all over my fingers, so I dug out my
mini-bottle of 
hand-sanitizer and doused my hands with it. I never stopped to
think that the 
stuffs main ingredient is alcoholor that I suddenly reeked of
it. 
The officer returned to my car and asked if I had another license.
Thats when I 
discovered Id mistakenly handed him my recently expired one
instead of my 
new one. At that point, considering the fact that I had been
avoiding the cruiser 
during my walk, my car smelled like alcohol, and I had just handed
the officer an 
expired license, I was pretty sure I soon would be sharing a cell
with a hulk of a 
woman who had 'Born to Kill' tattooed on her arm. 
Just then, a voice came over the officers walkie-talkie saying in
a bored tone, 'Oh, 
thats just Sally Breslin. Shes a newspaper reporter who roams
through the 
woods all the time.' 
The officers expression didnt change, but somehow, I got the
impression I was 
off the hookeven though I had no idea what Id been on the hook
for in the first 
place. He then explained that someone had been stealing parts and
siphoning gas 
from the parks vehicles, and that a caller had reported a
suspicious vehicle 
(a.k.a. mine) in the area. 
I wondered if it might have been the people in the camper whod
reported me 
the people Arthur had said would protect me if I screamed. Or had
it been the 
guy wearing a park uniform whod been standing in the grass and
eating a banana 
when my dog and I had first arrived? The guy who had politely
greeted us and 
acted as if he couldnt care less that we were there? 
The next thought that ran through my mind was where, when the
officer had been 
watching me walking for so long, he thought I might be hiding
siphoned gasoline or 
stolen auto parts? Was my body so lumpy that it looked as if I had
a jug of fuel and a 
muffler stuffed down my sweater? 
'Where have you been?' my husband asked when I finally got home
(thankfully, sans 
handcuffs). 'Its dark out. I was getting worried.' 
Still upset, I huffed at him, 'Can I ask you a question? Do I look
as if Im smuggling 
spark plugs down the back of my underwear?' 
He gave me a strange look and remained silent for a moment, then
shook his head 
and said somewhat hesitantly, 'A couple air filters, maybe, but
not spark plugs.' 
The time has come to dig out my low-calorie cookbook from the
mothballs. 
 
Copyright 2001 Sally Breslin 
______________________________ 
Sally Breslin is a NH Press Association award-winning 
columnist who has written for newspapers, magazines, 
books and the Internet in New Hampshire and beyond. 
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HAVE you lost weight, but gained it right back again? 
Do you want to lose weight, but nothing works. You've 
tried this, you've tried that. You've tried everything. 
NOTHING worked long term. 
*** TIP *** Well, you know what? You haven't tried 
*everything.* You haven't, or you would have results. It's 
that simple. So please don't tell your brain you've tried 
*everything.* Because that gives your brain no 
alternative. If it knows you've tried *everything* and 
nothing has worked, then it stops looking for ways to 
lose weight. It just gives up. Do you want that? *** 
On the up side, would you like to know how you can 
make a lasting change? 
Here are three beliefs you MUST have to make a lasting 
change. 
Something MUST change. 
I MUST change it. 
I CAN change it. 
You must know in your heart that you MUST, not you 
*should* lose weight. You must think that something 
MUST change, not that something *should* change. 
*Should* never happens. I really *should* go on a diet. 
Nope. It ain't gonna happen. *Should* is not
consistent. 
*Should,* you do when it's convenient. Remember, 
*should* NEVER happens. 
If you MUST do something, then you find a way to do it. I 
MUST do it. 
Some of you go to a someone to have THEM do it for 
you, like a counselor, therapist, doctor, whatever. 
Guess what? If *they* do it for you, *they* might be the 
ones to lose the weight. You may too, of course, but it 
doesn't last very long before you run into difficulty. Then 
you're back to where you used to be, but there's 
one big difference here. You tend to blame whoever it 
was that you went to. It's *their* fault this didn't
work. 
Don't get me wrong. Going to someone for help is 
terrific, but if you're not ready to take responsibility for 
the change, you might just as well save your money. 
If you do it yourself, if you know YOU are the source, 
then you are ready to make a change. No one else can 
do it for you. Your mantra MUST be *My life must 
change and I must change it.* 
Of course, one of the reasons a person doesn't think 
they can change is because they've never changed 
before. Well, guess what? The past does not equal the 
future. You have to be able to look forward and *create* 
what you want, even if you've never been able to do it 
before. You MUST. If you live in the past, you can 
be guaranteed your future will be the same way. 
One way to take care of the future is get rid of your old 
beliefs that aren't supporting you. The ones that say, *I 
can't do it.* *I've never been able to do it.* *People
will 
laugh at me.* 
Get rid of them by linking massive amounts of pain to 
them. Think of an old, negative belief, think of pain. 
Think of the next old, negative belief, think of pain. Think 
of the next old, negative belief, think of pain. 
If you link enough pain to each old, negative belief, your 
brain will do its best to avoid them, and that gives you a 
chance to create alternatives. 
Think of your new belief, think of the most wonderful 
pleasure you've ever had. Think of your new belief, think 
of the most wonderful pleasure you've ever had. Think 
of your new belief, think of the most wonderful pleasure 
you've ever had. There. Doesn't that feel better? 
Sometimes, the reason we don't change is we think 
change equals pain. *If I do this, then that will happen.* 
Ouch. Or the reason we do change is that we see NOT 
changing bringing us loads of pain. Double ouch. 
Well, now that you know this, use it to your advantage. 
Associate *pain* with overeating. Feel in your gut, don't 
just know in your mind. Associate losing weight NOW 
with massive, extraordinary, *immediate* levels of 
pleasure. 
Some of you are overweight because you rationalize. 
*I'm just a little overweight.* That certainly doesn't give 
you enough pain to make you want to do anything about 
it. What if you said to yourself in a most disgusted tone, 
*I'm fat!* Or how about it if you heard it in your mind with 
the tonality of someone whom you really admire saying 
to you, *You're fat!*? Ouch! 
Having them say it to you would really hurt, wouldn't it? 
OK. Now, think about that. How is that different than 
*I'm a little overweight*? There's massive amounts of 
pain if someone you admire thinks your fat, isn't there? 
If you take away the pain, you take away the drive. It 
turns to a *should* and not a *must.* 
Change is never a matter of ability. It's always a matter 
of motivation. If someone has enough reason they will 
change, period. 
Now, if *should* is what pops into your mind for this 
sentence below, realize that change ain't gonna happen 
*until* YOU make it a *must.* If you don't inflict your own 
painful thoughts connected to overeating, you won't feel 
the powerful need to do something about it. 
*I _______ lose weight.* Which word did you use? I 
knew it! I knew you could do it! 
Now that it's a must, watch your eating habits change for 
the better, watch your body slim down. Good luck! 
How does it feel when you take charge? Pretty good, 
huh? 
Thanks for reading. 
Jan 
Copyright 2000, Jan Tincher, All Rights Reserved 
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 (These exercises were forwarded by one of our 
 subscribers, Sue, who lost her much-loved guide 
 dog earlier this year. Apprentice guide dog, Gidget, 
 (also much loved) joined Sue's household recently 
 so she's concentrating on young dog gymnastics 
 right now but can vouch for them all. Sue reports 
 that these tried and trusted fat remedies have been 
 around for years.) 
 
YOU'VE seen those ads on TV promising amazing results 
from all sorts of contraptions. Well, there's no need to invest in 
fancy equipment. If you have (or can borrow) a dog, you have 
everything you need to get in shape now!!! 
The following exercises can be done anywhere, anytime. 
Inner Thighs: Place the dog's favorite toy between thighs. Press tighter 
than the dog can pull. Do not attempt bare legged - dogs who favor shortcuts 
to success will just dig the toy out. You could be damaged. 
 
Upper Body Strength: Lift the dog - off the couch, off the bed, out of the 
flower bed. Repeat, repeat, repeat. As the dog ages, this exercise is 
reversed - onto the couch, onto the bed, into the car and so on. 
 
Balance and Co-ordination, Exercise 1: Remove your puppy from unsuitable 
tight places. If they're too small for him, they're certainly too small for 
you. Do it anyway! 
 
Balance and Co-ordination, Exercise 2: Practice not falling when your dog 
bounds across the full length of the room, sails through the air, and slams 
both front paws into the back of your knees. 
 
Balance and Co-ordination, Exercise 3: (for use with multiple dogs) Remove 
all dogs from lap and answer the phone before it stops ringing. 
 
Balance and Co-ordination, Exercise 4: (alternate) For older dogs, attempt to 
cross a room without tripping over the dog. Get off your couch without 
crushing any part of a sleeping elderly dog. 
 
Upper Arms: Throw the ball. Throw the squeaky toy. Throw the Frisbee. 
Repeat until nauseous. 
 
Upper Arms: (alternate) Tug the rope. Tug the pull toy. Tug the sock. Repeat 
until your shoulder is dislocated or the dog gives up (we all know which 
comes first). 
 
Hand Co-ordination: Remove foreign object from dog's locked jaw. 
This exercise is especially popular with puppy owners. Repeat. Repeat. 
Repeat. Remember, this is a timed exercise. Movements must be quick and 
precise (think concert pianist) to prevent trips to the vet, which only 
offer the minimal exercise benefit of jaw firming clenches. 
 
Calves: After the dog has worn out the rest of your body, hang a circular 
toy on your ankle and let the dog tug while you tug back. WARNING: This is 
feasible only for those with strong bones and small dogs. Have you taken 
your calcium supplement today? 
 
Calves: (alternate) Run after dog - pick any reason, there are plenty. Dogs 
of any size can be used for this exercise. Greyhounds are inadvisable. 
 
Neck Muscles: Attempt to outmaneuver the canine tongue headed for your ear, 
mouth, or eyeball. This is a lifelong fitness program. A dog is never too 
old or too feeble to 'French Kiss' you when you least expect it. 
 
 (Try not to overdo it - Ed.) 
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