Saturday, March 24, 2007

If you're only as old as you feel, I am OLD


Tomorrow is my birthday. I will be 37. Can we have a moment of silence for my youth which is officially gone.......


I thought before about lying about my age, you know what's the big deal? Shave a year or 2 off here and there. Who's gonna know? Unfortunately though, I shot myself in the foot on that one. Unless I want to admit being a 15 yr old mom at some point in the not too far future, that is. The one drawback in having a child who is, at times, 19 years younger than you, it really screws you out of the whole age fibbing process. I can see it now "Why yes, I had all 3 of my boys by the ripe old age of 21."

While I am not ashamed of my choices, I think I would like to keep some decorum of respect about me.

I am not neccesarily at a crossroads, and this isn't so much a "milestone" like 30 or 40, but I am none too pleased about it. I remember feeling the same way about 10 years ago. All of a sudden your birthday is not so much something you look forward to anymore. It's not the end of the world, but eh you know..big deal another birthday. The thing that got me 10 years ago is similar to what is bothering me now. Closing in on a big one. I remember how excited I was to turn 10, and my fourth grade teacher said to me "That's it double digits till 100". I laughed, full of joy that I would soon, no longer be able to show my age with my hands. I was a sucker.

It isn't even like I feel my age, I don't even think I look my age. While my mom did NOT give me the genes that enabled her to birth 5 children with nary a stretch mark or ounce of flab, she did give me some good skin. And days when I am in the gym and trucking on the treadmill, listening to some great music and running...yes RUNNING. Me running again and not having a heart attack, I feel young. I feel like I could conquer the world. Then I get off the machine and reality smacks me in the ass with a wet towel..and my back feels like it is made of rusty rods, and old washers. That's when I feel old.

So take a moment and thank God if you're still young, or at least, still think you're young, and I will mourn for my old body, but not my past. Becasue if given the chance I wouldn't want to do any of it over again. The only thing I really want to do is look forward to the future.

4 comments:

kailani said...

I believe that age is all in the mind. I'm 41 and I act like I'm still 21. In fact, I still shop in the juniors section! LOL!

Happy Birthday. I hope you have a great one!

movin'mom said...

You know it's funny you said something about the admitting your age thing because right before I typed a while back that I was about to be 40...I hesitated. Then I just thought...what the heck...Im 40 (almost) not until April. So happy tomorrow birthday and bravo to you for runnin on the treadmill. It's the after body effects that keep me off of it even though the after after effects is what I want!!!! that made no sense I am sure.

Brewster said...
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Brewster said...

Hey There. Happy Belated Birthday!!!!! Hey, I am already 37 so it isn't so bad. LOL If it makes you any happier, I will be 38 in a month. As you have already said, hey, I never act my age. Being surrounded by teenagers all day, I feel like one of them, until I do something stupid and throw my back out. LOL Anyway, I hope you had a great birthday and just remember, have fun no matter what you do or feel. HAPPY BIRTHDAY.