Stretch & Take Flight

I caught myself repeatedly saying something I never saw my myself saying ever in my life: I’m too old for that.

Getting off late: I’m too old for that
Out late back to back: I’m too old for that
Can I still be a bottle girl: Now you know, you’re too old for that.

But according to who?

From the moment I turned 40, I started looking at my life differently. What seemed perfectly acceptable in my 30s feels like it isn’t supposed to align with your 40s.

My life is very much big mama, no kids. No true responsibilities aside from bills and my parents who are still as healthy as most 70 years can be.

I generally can move around how I want to move. But things are different now. I’m in different spaces overall: work, creative and my even my friend group is more expansive. I noticed that I started looking deeper into my appearance. Where did all of these moles come from? My consistent since birth dark circles are looking deeper, the crows feet’s are cawing more than ever and don’t even get me started on this gray hair.

I’m heading to my fist ever carnival and I almost got the bikini bottom instead of the thong because for a split second I wondered if I would feel comfortable walking the parade route in a thong all day and if I was too old for that. But I had to catch and check myself like be fucking for real! I’m in the gym 4 times a week. I do yoga. Someone needs to see this ass!

I’ve always heard you’re only as old as you feel. It was only this year that I started feeling those old people pains: lower back, knees, hell even my brain. Actually needing a full 8 hours of rest became a necessity as well because idk how I was surviving off of the 5 hours of sleep that I allowed myself after staying up all night and having to wake up early in the morning.

The good thing is I’m already two steps ahead of the game: I’m very active. I workout about 4 days a week, I eat fairly healthy (aside from my visits to the Popeye’s a block away from my apartment), and I stay on top of my doctor’s and dentist’s appointments. When I remember, I take a women’s multivitamin. You’re not going to beat Father Time but you can work with Mother Nature.