Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Life Begins at...44?

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Yeah, I had my birthday last week. I am oficially 44 now...I was so depressed before my birthday, kept thinking about old age, kept having flashes with old and wrinkled bodies (shudder), kept looking up the net for brain enhancing natural remedies. But you know what? Things changed...My fantastic husband bought me a fantastic laptop that can be used as an ebook reader and I joined a gym! Today I had my first meeting with my personal coach...of course I am not going to mention here the embarassing moments when I had to "hop up" on a scale or when I actually see with my own eyes what is my body mass index...No...I am going to focus on the merrier moments, when we built together my "fitness program" and I started on exercising. The gym I joined - "Holmes Place" is situated here, in Ashdod, near the sea, near the beach. So I focused myself and my breathing on the beautiful scenery and I made a mental note to myself that I am going to take every lesson they had in the studio: yoga, Pilates, Feldenkrais. After four years of just sitting on the side and playing "mummy" for my gorgeous baby, I am going to enjoy every moment at the gym. And did I tell you they have water aerobics, too?
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6 comments:

Simcha said...

Good for you! And what a great husband you've got there. A gym membership and a computer! if I wasn't already married I'd ask if he has a brother :)
But I'm sure you deserve it all anyways. Enjoy!

Katherine Jenkins said...

I turn 40 tomorrow and am a bit scared about that....I was thinking about blogging about that, too. Love your picture of the woman leaping across the page. My husband is a yoga teacher at a club near our house, it's been lovely attending classes! You deserve the best, and what a nice husband to recognize that!

FWA said...

I turned 40 8 years ago, and I didn't get scared one bit. It was turned 45 that gave me pause for thought. But, I did as you, and took myself to task, gave myself the once over and straightened out my healthy habits. Good for you!!

And hurrah for having a wonderful husband!!

Vicki M. Taylor said...

Pardon my double post, I used the wrong account!

I turned 40 8 years ago, and I didn't get scared one bit. It was turned 45 that gave me pause for thought. But, I did as you, and took myself to task, gave myself the once over and straightened out my healthy habits. Good for you!!

And hurrah for having a wonderful husband!!

Rebecca Ryals Russell said...

I find it amusing the numbers of blogs about growing older that are being posted. I did one along that line about a month ago, except I'm 53, which truly is getting old. When you look in the mirror and see silver hair and fine lines and age spots where there was a clear complexion not long ago, you change your attitude about what it means to be aging. It is inevitable, after all. How fast you age depends on your attitude about aging. My blog is available at http://www.rebeccaryalsrussell.wordpress.com or here on Networked Blogs at Ramblings of a Raconteur

Alone in Holy Land said...

Oh, I really love the fact that I am woman and I can talk this kind of things with you, ladies...
Thank you for reading my blog and thatnk you for your wonderful comments.