The Aggie Speaketh

It is I again, here to hijack Momma Pug’s blog. Why would I do such a thing, you ask, when you consider that I have not one, but three blogs?

The answers are simple: 1) two of them are devoted to specific topics and 2) none of you read them anyway.

Besides, this post has more to do about Momma Pug than it does me.

Over the past week, you’ve been hearing about Stop the Fat!, and I wanted to give another perspective on it. It’s like Shock and Awe at the start of the Iraq war: it’s real, it’s happening and it’s much more impressive than you ever thought.

It’s not an easy thing when you have to sit down, assess a situation and say, “Ok, this is bad and there’s nobody else to blame but me.” Momma Pug has done that, but instead of getting depressed and feeling like there’s no hope, she’s decided that some things are worth the struggle and has taken to this diet head-on. It’s early on, but her devotion to it has been really impressive to watch.

But her quest to defeat this nemesis is more than impressive—it’s inspiring. It’s given me the belief that I can address a few of my major shortcomings and succeed, where I don’t really know if I would have been honest enough with myself to really do what was necessary before. If Momma Pug can take on a burden she’s dealt with all her life and is kicking its ass, why can’t I keep my desk clean?

I’ve seen a few messages of support on here for Momma Pug, and I hope they keep coming. Every little bit of inspiration helps; I can see that every time she reads a new comment. But, even if they do stop, I’m going to continue to do the best I can to help her and to follow her lead in making myself better too.

I can’t tell you how proud I am of my wife.

Thanks for the time, have a nice weekend and Gig ‘em.