Fit at 40. It’s a snazzy phrase I heard several months back that has stuck with me but has taken on multiple meanings besides what it’s meant to mean, fitness. Before I ramble on about those other meanings, I do need to make it clear that I definitely mean fitness too. Let’s just say, there are some rides at Six Flags that are a no go.
On March 6th, I hit the big three eight. On that fabulous sunny day it actually hit me just how close I was to the big four oh. That certainly rushed in some clouds. The dreaded 40 is a depressing thought I’ve had off and on for the past few birthdays (oh, since 25), but now I’m just two (two!) years away and I haven’t made any progress towards any of the goals I gave myself three years ago. Or five years ago. Or a decade ago!
Or… maybe two decades. I don’t know, at my age I can’t remember what I had for dinner last night let alone what random goal I gave myself when I was twenty.
So with the push, prodding, gun to my head, encouragement of my husband, I am pushing myself outside of my comfort zone and setting out to actually accomplish some of these goals. On top of that, I want to try new things and really push the limits of what I am capable of. To that end, I apologize dear reader, but this blog is probably going to be a hodgepodge of posts. So if you, for some inexplicable reason, want to keep reading you were warned!
Being “fit at 40” to me will mean not just physically, but also mentally and emotionally. I think accomplishing my goals will help me with the last two. Now, I’m not expecting to achieve all my goals in two years, but I figured having such a handy deadline will help keep me on track. And hopefully this blog will help keep me accountable on some major goals in my life.
-Weight loss/Fitness. (Yes, I know I’m fat, why do you feel the need to tell me? Do you think I didn’t see the size label on my pants when I bought them?)
-Healthy eating/Low Carb. (Why chocolate, why?! Why must you tempt me with your sugary goodness?)
-Finishing my novel. (Because nothing says I’ve lost my way in life more than the words, “Oh, I’m doing well, still working on my novel”. For the millionth time.)
-Working on my web comic about living with my game obsessed family. (And by “working on”, I mean learning to draw.)
-Trying some DIY projects. (Because nothing makes you feel like more of a failure than when the finished product looks like a 5 year old did it.)
-Working on my makeup and fashion game. (Since when has sweatpants not considered to be the height of fashion?)
-Documenting it all (and then some!) on this blog. (Because why not? I didn’t have enough going on apparently!)
And why yes, I did wonder what better way to force myself to complete these goals (some that I’ve had for decades) than by working on them ALL AT ONCE! Oh, and did I mention I still have a full time job? Yeah, I don’t know how the fuck I’m going to do this either.
If you are still reading, then maybe this blog will help encourage you to reach for your goals too. So on that note, I’ll leave you with these words from Kevin Smith. Yes, that Kevin Smith.
Please don’t mind the mess.
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