39 and Counting

Today I turned thirty nine.


Wow.

The idea of turning forty doesn't bug me, but thirty-nine has given me the heebie jeebies. I feel like my mind has imposed a 364 day countdown to get my act together.

I have heard and read how much harder it is to stay in shape once you turn forty. Gulp! I'm not even in shape to begin with. Well, I was on my way to getting in shape, then I got pregnant. Now, I know that was no reason for me to stop exercising, but if you went through the same night nausea I did, you would have stopped too. So back came the weight and away went my fitness level. Actually, I feel like I'm starting from less than square one. Does square negative 20 exist?


Before I got pregnant I was "wogging" (walk and jog intervals) 10 k's. Now I am lucky if I can do 2 km. I lie in bed reading running magazines, dreaming of the day I get my strength and endurance back. Yeah well, I also used to dream about the miraculous transformation I would make over summer vacation and start the new school year thinner and more fabulous. Yup, it never happened.


So, knowing what a dreamer I am, I needed a goal. Seattle Marathon 2011 here I come. Yup, I am training for a marathon. If that doesn't get me into shape, I don't know what will. I also know that I need to be accountable to someone or something.


So here is my online journey of all the things I will be doing to get fit and feel fabulous on my way to forty. I hope you will join me.



Katrein