When did this age thing happen?
My friend, Kristina, posted on Facebook yesterday a couple of references to getting older. She seems to be both getting up and going to bed quite a bit earlier than she did a few years ago. I chalk it up to several factors in Kristina's life. She has three children- twin teenagers and a toddler. She tends to be a super mom. But mostly, she just recently returned from a trip to Paris. Her body is likely still adjusting from the time difference.
I, too, rise and then return to the comfort of my bed quite a bit earlier than I have in previous years. For me it goes with getting the kids off to school all these years. However, this is not the only sign of getting older I have come to notice in the past several months.
This is one of the rainiest areas of the nation. The years that I took my young limber body for granted are now a distant memory. Currently, getting out of bed in the morning sounds like someone is dropping my skeleton down a flight of stairs. My knees swell when a cold front leaves Alaska.
In a year I lost forty pounds. Do you know what happens to a woman in her thirties when she loses that much weight? Everything heads south. I never used to have to exercise to look good. And to look great I only had to put in a little effort. Now I'm doing yoga, strength training, and cardio nearly every day all in hopes that at least for another ten to fifteen years my feet remain the first thing to hit the floor in the morning.
It would seem with all that exercise I could eat whatever I want. Ha! I have to stay on the high protein, high fiber plan or in a week it will look like someone turned me inside out. (My body tends to gain weight in the midsection and I don't have much of a booty or bust any more.) So I eat lean meats, whole grains, and lots of veggies. Occasionally, I indulge in some high fat sugar rush of chocolate and caramel and whatever else I can find only to have it shoot through me like Bambi on ice. When you eat healthy your body tries to push out the first unhealthy things you eat.
Today, I went to Target to buy a simple product. Face wash. Only it's no longer simple. I have noticed the fine lines (and yea, okay, even the not so fine ones) starting to appear. Never having been blessed with perfect skin, I have to take into account blemishes, and all the things that tags along with that issue. So, here I am in my thirties, looking for a face wash for zits and wrinkles...Thankfully, there are several. What I realized as I browsed realizing I was nearly out of make-up was the extent of age related products in my health and beauty routine. My face wash (as of today) fights the seven signs of aging. My make-up is literally called Advanced Radiance. Ironically, it's Cover Girl...
Now, I am not afraid of getting older nor am I ashamed of my age. My life has been very full and I am blessed to share it with amazing family and friends from coast to coast. So as I turn on my heating pad tonight around ten and set my reading glasses down, I will lovingly remember that these things will happen to all of them, too!
I, too, rise and then return to the comfort of my bed quite a bit earlier than I have in previous years. For me it goes with getting the kids off to school all these years. However, this is not the only sign of getting older I have come to notice in the past several months.
This is one of the rainiest areas of the nation. The years that I took my young limber body for granted are now a distant memory. Currently, getting out of bed in the morning sounds like someone is dropping my skeleton down a flight of stairs. My knees swell when a cold front leaves Alaska.
In a year I lost forty pounds. Do you know what happens to a woman in her thirties when she loses that much weight? Everything heads south. I never used to have to exercise to look good. And to look great I only had to put in a little effort. Now I'm doing yoga, strength training, and cardio nearly every day all in hopes that at least for another ten to fifteen years my feet remain the first thing to hit the floor in the morning.
It would seem with all that exercise I could eat whatever I want. Ha! I have to stay on the high protein, high fiber plan or in a week it will look like someone turned me inside out. (My body tends to gain weight in the midsection and I don't have much of a booty or bust any more.) So I eat lean meats, whole grains, and lots of veggies. Occasionally, I indulge in some high fat sugar rush of chocolate and caramel and whatever else I can find only to have it shoot through me like Bambi on ice. When you eat healthy your body tries to push out the first unhealthy things you eat.
Today, I went to Target to buy a simple product. Face wash. Only it's no longer simple. I have noticed the fine lines (and yea, okay, even the not so fine ones) starting to appear. Never having been blessed with perfect skin, I have to take into account blemishes, and all the things that tags along with that issue. So, here I am in my thirties, looking for a face wash for zits and wrinkles...Thankfully, there are several. What I realized as I browsed realizing I was nearly out of make-up was the extent of age related products in my health and beauty routine. My face wash (as of today) fights the seven signs of aging. My make-up is literally called Advanced Radiance. Ironically, it's Cover Girl...
Now, I am not afraid of getting older nor am I ashamed of my age. My life has been very full and I am blessed to share it with amazing family and friends from coast to coast. So as I turn on my heating pad tonight around ten and set my reading glasses down, I will lovingly remember that these things will happen to all of them, too!
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