Firstly, and completely unrelated to the post title, I've turned word verification back on. Sigh. Silly spammers.
Now, back to the real post. In just a few days it will be 2010. That's a momentous year. For a start, it's a round number and they're always satisfying... but more than that, it's the year in which (dun dun DUNNNN) I turn 40! I find it hard to believe, but it's definitely true. My birth certificate confirms it and if that were in doubt the fashions my parents were wearing in my baby photos would give it away.
Still, 40 is not so bad, right? I mean, I've hardly achieved any of the things I expected but I've achieved many other completely unexpected and wonderful things so I'm more than willing to call it even. This is not like a movie where I find a letter to myself, written when I was 15, speculating on what life would be like for me at 40 - on the whole I think I'm fairly satisfied with my life. However (yes, there's always a 'but', even when I disguise it in a fancier word) there's one thing that's been nagging at me. I am overweight and unfit. Okay, that's two things but they're related. I have spent a large part of my adult life promising myself that some time REALLY SOON I'll get my act together and start exercising and eating better. Hollow promises, as it turned out, but that's about to change.
I cannot - I will not - start my 40s feeling unhealthy and self-conscious. I'm working really hard on things inside my head; it's time to work on the rest of me too. I mentioned recently that I've started the C25K running program and that's been going well. It's early days so I'm not feeling any fitter yet but I'm really enjoying achieving each day's goal. I want to keep going. No, I'm not going to turn into one of those scary, wild-eyed exercise fanatics. Seriously, don't you know me by now?? That's NOT me! I do, however, want to be healthy and fit.
Fit by 40. I have 11 months to go..
Now, back to the real post. In just a few days it will be 2010. That's a momentous year. For a start, it's a round number and they're always satisfying... but more than that, it's the year in which (dun dun DUNNNN) I turn 40! I find it hard to believe, but it's definitely true. My birth certificate confirms it and if that were in doubt the fashions my parents were wearing in my baby photos would give it away.
Still, 40 is not so bad, right? I mean, I've hardly achieved any of the things I expected but I've achieved many other completely unexpected and wonderful things so I'm more than willing to call it even. This is not like a movie where I find a letter to myself, written when I was 15, speculating on what life would be like for me at 40 - on the whole I think I'm fairly satisfied with my life. However (yes, there's always a 'but', even when I disguise it in a fancier word) there's one thing that's been nagging at me. I am overweight and unfit. Okay, that's two things but they're related. I have spent a large part of my adult life promising myself that some time REALLY SOON I'll get my act together and start exercising and eating better. Hollow promises, as it turned out, but that's about to change.
I cannot - I will not - start my 40s feeling unhealthy and self-conscious. I'm working really hard on things inside my head; it's time to work on the rest of me too. I mentioned recently that I've started the C25K running program and that's been going well. It's early days so I'm not feeling any fitter yet but I'm really enjoying achieving each day's goal. I want to keep going. No, I'm not going to turn into one of those scary, wild-eyed exercise fanatics. Seriously, don't you know me by now?? That's NOT me! I do, however, want to be healthy and fit.
Fit by 40. I have 11 months to go..
