Well I decided that I am no longer going to be out of shape for my 40th birthday. Luckily I have until next Fall to reach my goal. I told my husband that instead of having a party or getting some expensive gift I wanted a girls weekend away in Key West. I want to be getting on that plane about 2 sizes smaller than I am right now. I have dreams of laying out in a bikini (yes I said the dirty word) and not worrying about muffin top. Muffin top, such a delicious word but so nasty to look at. I do not want to be one of those moms at 40 who wears those mom jeans and low white sneakers as she waits for the kids at the bus stop. I recently was looking at class reunion photos from the year before my class and all the women looked like models. All thin, white teeth, beautiful. All I could think is, "they are my age! and a little older! what the hell have they been doing for the last 20 years!"
A more accurate thought should have been, What the hell have I been doing for the last 20 years. Well I guess I know what I've been doing, I've been eating. I looked at them and felt like they were in on some secret that I don't know about . I know it's really no secret, eat less, exercise more. Hopefully having the goal of looking good next Fall will be enough to pull me through the great desire to sit on the couch and watch tv with a container of ice cream.
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