Vanity may save my life....

I write this post as the Mets host St. Louis in Game 1 of their series.

I hope they continue to do well. I'm sure enthusiasm for this game at Shea is muted because it occurs a day after the Yankee pitcher and his flight instructor crashed and died into that high rise.

I need to watch the glycemic index of the foods that I eat. Seems I'm following the genetic blueprint of my family--I'm periously close to developing diabetes.

About a month ago I joined a health club for women called Curves. And, I'm attending weekly meetings and following the Curves 6 week food plan.

Now, I've been living in a body whose weight has been creeping up for the past 13 years. But, I havn't been in the mindset to think about it. But, vanity is probably going to save me a lot of grief as I age. I have a college reunion in a few months and an even bigger gathering in a year. I want to look better than I do, and I want to feel better than I do.

I suppose I can continue to blog about why I'm finally paying attention to my diet and working out at least 3 times a week. So, bare with me. This is important to me.

And, I do hope that the ball club of my childhood, the team that I felt a part of as a kid, rekindles that same spark that made me so happy so long ago.