Brace yourselves (or me), I turned 41 today… 40 was spectacular with a girls’ weekend and boudoir photo-shoot, but 41? Not so much… I have a sinus infection, some stomach issues from my weekend o’ Mexican food, and I just feel like those sexy photos were a hundred years ago… and my clothes are telling me they soooo were!
I started thinking about it over the weekend and realizing that this getting fit and getting healthy stuff is just not going to get any easier as I get older… not. at. all. So I’m thinking and pondering all of my many bad habits… and realizing that maybe those bad habits – however amusing – have to go… stat.
I’m a girl who loves her beer… no, really… I loooove beer. And when I drink, sadly, I want to smoke. Which is both disgusting and detrimental to healthy-girl-Amanda. So… it’s time to kick that garbage to the curb and move into the light.
I’m sad to see that party-girl go, because she really can be a lot of fun… but I’m also pretty sure that the ‘Manda that will emerge from healthy eating and moving her lazy butt will be even more fun.
I bought my MC Hammer action figure stone-cold sober (not so much for Mr. T – shush)… I made Halloween costumes for my Ugly Doll one clear-afternoon (when I was gainfully unemployed, whatever). I’ve even danced on tables in New Orleans without an ounce of crummy alcohol or nicotine in my system (approximately 20 years ago)… so I say, bring it, life. Just bring it… because this girl… has GOT THIS.