"My idea of Hell is to be young again." - Marge Piercy
I turned 40 today. A milestone they tell me. Milestones are meant to define a significant life event. If you ask me it just means I managed to avoid walking in front of a bus for that many years. I wonder if milestones and tombstones look the same?
I used to believe that you're only as old as you think. That's a great mantra, until you find yourself one day facing the choice of resetting the clock 18 years or losing someone you love. That's when the immortality that kept you going all those years starts to fade and you learn the hard lesson that sometimes love just isn't enough. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, then you're likely young, childless and unmarried. Enjoy it while you can you selfish bastards.
The last 3 years have been the start of a new life. Now, on the injured list because of a stupid calf injury and reflecting on the roller coaster ride of 2009, I need a little pick me up, so here are some photos to show the progress I've made, for your pleasure of course.
Please, no slobbering....
September 2006...my heaviest ever.
April 2007...after a little bit of weightlifting and little more veggies in the diet. The ugly beard didn't help anything.
November 2007...down from a 3X to a 2X. No those are not real brains, at least they didn't taste real.
June 2008...two months of hard training and my first pair of runners.
October 2008...after my first 5k and starting to fit regular XL.
November 2009...post half-marathon and my first new suit in 12 years. And goodbye stinky old-man glasses!
Truth is, I'm not feeling cynical because of my age or what I haven't accomplished in my 40 years. It's simply that I haven't figured out what I want to do with the next 40. When I have it figured out, you'll be the first to know...