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Hey! So I turned 40 back in June. I have to say that it kind of hit me hard. Oh, they say that 30 is hard, right, but I pretty much cruised through that with a smile on my face. For some reason, though, 40 kind of hit me hard. I think that there were a few reasons for it.

One was that I no longer felt "young". I had to finally admit that middle age is creeping up on me and that I am no longer the fun young thing I once was and I can't shake the fact that when I act fun like I used to now its just a sad, middle aged woman trying to be all young and stuff. That may not be the case but it sure as hell feels like it from time to time.

Also, I have had a few more bumps and bruises than I did when I was 30. When I was 30, I still felt like my life was going exactly as I wanted it. I was married to my ex, I had two of his children and my divorce and my depression hadn't appeared just yet. That was still about three years off. Now, though, I'm a bit damaged but still chugging along. It just puts a few things in perspective, I guess.

One thing that I decided to do something about is my weight. I have to say that for the most part I am pretty okay with how I look and my husband is also pretty damn happy too. I love my body. It's pretty strong. My husband really likes how it looks in a swimsuit too. I can do the things that I love doing like kayaking and I can walk a hell of a long way (although running isn't so much of a thing).

But I am heavier than I would like to be. I'm kind of a middle aged potato. So, I've decided to do something about it. If you want to keep tabs on what I am doing, you can follow it here. Keep in mind that I am NOT any kind of a fitness guru or even that knowledgeable about diet or exercise. I do want to take weight off in a healthy way and so if you are interested in learning along with me feel free to head over to the new blog every so often just to see what I am up to.
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