My 36th birthday is fast approaching and I’m resigned to being 36 already. One more year closer to the big 4-0. Birthdays are no big thing to me anymore; just another day, another year older, and a rare date night! That is, unless I’m working out! Today when we were at the Y, I was on both the elliptical and treadmill and both time when I put in my age, I entered 35! I was even more disheartened, however, after showering and blow-drying my hair (something I rarely do; I air-dry.) I noticed how many more white hairs I have popping up! Back to Nice’n Easy!
19
Jan
08
This makes me laugh. Why? Because at 34, I always forget how old I am and I often have to ask Erin, am I 33,34, or 35? And I have quite a bit of grey hair coming in as well – But my students still think I’m in my early 20’s, so I guess I have a good think going for now…