Yay! Good for you! Too bad we don't live closer together; we could be miserable together.

I like classes because it gives me something to focus on other than how miserable I am at any particular moment. My mother is only 61 and she already has bone thinning severe enough that she's not allowed to exercise beyond walking and she is prohibited from lifting heavy-ish objects. I watched her mother suffer from and succomb to an excruciatingly painful osteoporosis. I really don't want to share that fate.

I don't have the puking dog problem but Brinkley does get really happy to see me if I get on the floor to practice my yoga and he spends all of that time trying to crawl into my lap -- or convince me what I really want to do is take him for a nice, long walk.