…it should be called the “welcome to forty and here’s your weight gain” (not sure how much) for celebrating ALL MONTH!! I think we should rename the 40th bday to 40th month because that’s how long I’ve been celebrating! I have been celebrating for 3 weeks and still not done. After going on a cruise for 5 days, going to a beer fest, brunch with friends, Seattle for 5 days and an un-expectant overnight in Las Vegas, I still have dinner with family this Saturday and wine tasting next weekend! I ate my weight in FOOD. Ignored my WW app letting me know that I haven’t been tracking. I had the BEST dirty vodka martini at Dahlia Lounge, so good that I will NEVER drink another one from anywhere else! Had the BEST Bloody Mary (made with Sriracha) at the Underground Tour, again will NEVER drink another one from anywhere else! I discovered a great craft beer called Fat Cat. It’s ok if it rains on your birthday.
It has come to my attention that being 40 means the following:
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I don’t care if I don’t like my legs, I’m showing them anyways
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The cardio machines have to recalibrate my calorie burn
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I’m going to continue my fight with reaching WW goal, despite hearing it’s harder to lose weight when you’re older
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Only 25 more years of working OR 25 more years until retirement – depends how you see it
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I had to purchase my first anti-aging serum – Murad
Anything else I need to list?
