Then last week we went to my eldest niece’s high school graduation. This weekend is my next oldest niece’s high school graduation. My nephew is already a junior in college. I still remember holding each of those kids in the hospital. Their childhoods are so fresh in my mind, yet now they’re adults, starting their grown-up lives.
And I just turned 39. Seriously, how did that happen? In my mind I still feel, I don’t know twenty-something or maybe thirty. Hell, I still remember my old childhood so vividly. Did I mention I’m 39?
It’s not really the age that’s bothering me, well, it’s not just the age. It’s that while my mind might feel younger, frankly I feel 39 and that’s frustrating. I’m irritated with myself that I still don’t exercise regularly, that I still haven’t tackled my laundry schedule and that I’m still a ways away from my goal weight. And well, now 40 is breathing down my neck. What a cliche I’ve become.
So I need some help, my friends, I need a mental adjustment. I need to get my head in the game, quit messing around and acting like I’m still in my twenties. It’s time to act like a grown-up and do things even when I don’t want to – like get on that treadmill. What are your tips? What’s your motivation? How can I kick myself in the booty and get things moving again?
To celebrate my birthday and my June release (coming on the 18th!) I’ll pick three random commenters to win a copy of The Secrets of Mia Danvers.