36

I recently celebrated my 36th birthday.  Some may say that is still young and some may say that is old and aside from a few strands of gray hair and a few wrinkles (yes, already. blah) I can say I still feel pretty young.  I can't bend and stretch like I used to and I've been experiencing some pains here and there but I'm still very young.  Thankfully, I'm still quite healthy too. 

As I am approaching the age of 40 I am noticing just how fast time seems to fly the older I get.  I distinctly remember my attitude during the teen years and how life seemed to be dragging on and I couldn't see myself being a 20 year old, let alone a 30 year old.  I had no idea what my future would hold and I certainly didn't care.  Wow, knowing all I know now I wish I could go back to those days and give my teenager self a major attitude adjustment.  The twenties came and went too fast.  I was married at 23 and didn't have my first child until age 29.  It seems the thirties have been the best years of my life so far. 

My dear husband took off work, as he always does every year, and spent the day with me.  We waited until my son came home from school and then enjoyed dinner at the Olive Garden and then home to eat some cupcakes made by my husband (and a little help from our daughter).  Oh they were so delicious.  I snuck one today too.  Ugh, going to need to exercise like crazy this week. 

I can also proudly say that I am in the best shape of my life.  No kidding.  The size of my clothes are smaller than they have been in a long time and I'm building muscles I never had before.  My diet could use a little work but I found a love for exercising that I never had before.  It's so amazing.  Who I am now is someone I wish I could have been so many years ago, but I can't go back in time and I refuse to have any regrets.  I'm a happy 36 year old.  Life is good.