I just wanted to talk a little bit about my Uncle Scott. He has been my hero every since I was a little girl. He is a fighter pilot for the Navy and just recently he was sent off to Afghanistan. I am scared to death for him but I know he'll come back fine because he has too.
My uncle has never ever said anything about my weight. I see him so infrequently that I'm sure it's not something he wants to bring up. But he is a health 'freak'. He loves to work out and snowboard and do a lot of rather extreme sports. I know that he has worried about my health and I do not want to do that anymore.
He will be coming back from duty next August... and when I see him I am going to be healthy. That is more than a year from now, so it is totally possible for me to get my ass in gear and become a healthier me. I know he will be so proud and that's all I want to do... make him proud.
I hope you all can find powerful inspiration like this. It is often the best kind!
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