12:35 p.m. I now have new motivation to hit the gym. Unfortunately, my mom's my motivation. She told me yesterday that she has the early symptoms of osteoporosis. She's only 50.

The doctor prescribed her some calcium and vitamin d. I asked if he mentioned anything about change of diet or if he promoted weight training. He did neither.

My mom's fairly active. She works with her hands, rolling pizza, daily. She walks to work. She's not stagnant, but there is room for improvement. She's not the first person you'd think to be diagnosed with osteo.

Grams had it bad in her knees. When I was a little girl, she'd whip up and down the stairs no problems. Then, about five years before she died, she struggled. Each visit she wasn't able to complete a chore that was once second nature.

Auntie's been tested but she's fine. Since starting her new work out regime, she's toned and even lost weight (off her already small frame).

Both mom and auntie smoke and drink heavily. They know how much I hate it. Hate isn't even a strong enough word to describe my feelings. They live such an unhealthy lifestyle, I wonder if they're unhappy, and if they are, what about?

Mom, in particular, doesn't let on to anything. (hmmm, I suppose I come by that honestly)

The other day I asked Auntie about her affair. I'd noticed that the man hasn't been around in a couple months. She finally ended it. I never understood her affair with the married man, but I'm happy that she put an end to it. There was no way he was going to leave his comfy home, his comfy wife (even though they're likely not in love), his selfish life. The break up's taking its toll on auntie though. She's sad. Miserable. I know she has her good days and bad. If you were to look at her, you wouldn't have a clue about her unhappiness.

So I went to the gym today. I ran/walked on the treadmill with my new pink and white shoes. I did squats till my quads burned. I did a countless number of situps. Worked my back and shoulders. I felt better, walked taller. I once heard that you never hear someone regret having worked out. It's true.

I think I'm going to go buy some calcium today.

n@s