Can we talk about aging? More specifically, can we talk about women aging? I think about how hard it must be for kids to grow up in the internet age where they are constantly blasted by ideals of perfection. The perfect aesthetic, the perfect relationship, the perfect body, and the perfect face. Even as a 46-year-old, I’m not immune to those pressures. Tyra Banks, Gabrielle Union, Heidi Klum, and Marisa Tomei are all incredibly beautiful women who are also 46. Nothing short of a deal with the devil would put me in the same class as any of these women. But my point is that the pressure regardless of age is still there.
This year I chose movement as my word of the year. For me, a huge part of aging gracefully is to take control of my physical health. I can’t say that I’ve ever been athletic…there was the cheerleading thing in high school but that was more about the outfit! But, there were a few years when I worked out regularly. If I’m being honest, I loved the way it felt. I loved knowing that in those 45 minutes my body had intention and my movements were deliberate. And, I liked the way I looked. Thin but strong and capable. I don’t look that way anymore and I most certainly don’t feel that way. This month I’m prioritizing my fitness! I'm going to work out for 30 days. No excuses. I started January 2 since the month has 31 days in it. So far, success! I’m cleaning up my diet even more and changing some things about the way that I eat. But, we’ll discuss that when I check-in after 30 days ;) And here, in the name of transparency and accountability, are the most unflattering photos I’ve ever willingly published on Al Gore’s internet. Ooff! I’m hoping to lose weight obviously, but I’d like to see things a bit tighter and firmer. I’ll see you with an update in a month!
