Reminders That I’m Fat (like I need them)

Hourly reminders tap me on the shoulder and point out that I’m not the fit and fabulous forty-something that I want to be. Whether it is my aching back or the beads of sweat that form on my brow every time I’m seated in a restaurant for fear that my belly won’t quite fit in the booth, I am reminded daily that I am a failure at fitness. I don’t like it, yet somehow I’ve come to accept this as just how things are.  At what point did I decide that perpetual embarrassment was where I wanted to live? When did that happen? When did I decide that it was ok to be uncomfortable 24/7? If you have spent any time at all on this side of an acceptable BMI you know what I’m talking about. Sometimes it is uncomfortable and sometimes it is down-right painful.  And yet….I have let it become my reality….for years on end.

I’ve often heard that once a person hits forty the ease with which they maintain their health and physical fitness changes and becomes more difficult.  I thought that was a myth—but I’m here to tell you that there is some truth to that.  Things seem so much more difficult now than they did 10 years ago.

But, hey, forty is the new twenty, right? That means almost fifty must be the new not-quite-thirty. And I say—it’s never too late to be who you want to be. The past 30 years have been littered with moments of fitness awesome sauce amongst the stress, long work hours, depression, and self-doubt that built this current aching body and tired mind.

It’s time to turn things around.  Life begins in the middle and I’m determined that the second half of this life will be fit, healthy and fabulous!its-never-too-late-to-be-what

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