Did someone say a birthday party?
It’s my husband’s birthday today. He’ll be 53. He’s a happy man.
I don’t know why so many people have a problem with getting older or telling their age. First of all, it’s just a number. Second of all, it’s better than being dead.
I love getting older. I enjoy life more all the time. I learn new things and get to implement them. I have learned enough that I am an expert at somethings and can hire people to do the things I’m not good at or don’t want to do.
I enjoy working out and staying fit and healthy. I am committed to staying with it and making it a priority. It use to be. Then I allowed myself to fall into the thought process that I was getting older and it was alright to be out of shape. No, it is not. Not for me; not any more.
It is not okay to have a little stomach in my way when I try to tie my shoes. It is not okay to be sore and tired after I mow the lawn. I’m better than that. I can do more than that.
I’m at one and a half months of my lifestyle and eating upgrade. I don’t know if you saw any of my Facebook lives chronicling my journey or not. I’m so glad I got started because now I am reaping the rewards of my work. I’m also glad I’m staying committed.
I see the people in the gym who never stopped going and I remind myself that could have been me and I keep going. I use it as motivation to fuel my workout. I know I can get better. I already am.
What have you let go in your life that you know you should be doing? I invite you to get back to it. Stop making excuses and just make the needed change. You’ll reap so many rewards you’ll be glad you did.
Have a blessed day,