Our Diane…

here “Josh C. or Josh P.?” the front desk lady inquired.

http://clgsecurities.com/?hixorisima=partnersuche-kostenlos-landshut&757=2c Diane responded unsure who was who and just said, “Josh P., I think.”
She was booking a personal training session for her husband at the Newport Beach, YMCA.
Thankfully, I happened to be Josh P.
To try and keep a long story short, her husband was a fantastic personal training client. Always on time, always gave 100% and very moldable.

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opcje binarne polski broker One day I mentioned to him that I wanted to start a boot camp business.
He thought the location of his work might be a suitable place for this new endeavor of mine. Sure enough, he was right.
That’s when Diane started coming to boot camp.
She was there day one of Out of Bounds Training, Monday, June 6, 2011.
Along with her, she brought a few friends that day.

source link But that was just the beginning.
Diane literally was telling everyone about this new boot camp she was going to.
Not to discount other people’s referrals, but chances are you heard about OBT through Diane or someone who was told by Diane to go. Perhaps one day I’ll make a family tree out of it all just to see who was brought by who. Most likely all pointing back to Diane.

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autopzionibinarie in cosa consiste She is also one of the few people responsible for Ambia and I getting back together & eventually getting married. That’s a story for another time though.

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source url Diane quite literally changed my life.


For those of you who knew her, you’re blessed. She was an astonishing & fabulous human being. Certainly sassy at times. She was our very own Marquesa de Mesa.


She was still coming to boot camp up until a few months ago when her cancer escalated further. Earlier this month Diane passed away.


Please say a prayer for her two daughters. It’s already difficult to say goodbye to a loved one, even more when it’s your own mother. I can only imagine.


So as you go throughout the rest of your week, squeeze a little tighter when you hug, kiss a little longer, and savor the small moments.


It’s indeed the little things that are in fact the big ones.


For when you look back on your life, no one says, “I wished I worked more.”


Play more. Dance more. Travel more. Laugh more. Give more. Be silly more.


This beautiful gift called life is already tremendously short. Please don’t waste a moment of it, my friend.


From my heart, I greatly appreciate you.

Thank you for taking the time to read this.


http://specialolympics.es/?erimeri=ganar-opciones-binarias-con-norberto&c0d=b2 Josh Phelan

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