I’ve officially started moving backwards.

Posted: 02/13/2013 in Uncategorized
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So, earlier this week, I tried to tell Eric I was 37. 

Mind you, Eric is the man I’ve celebrated quite a few of my 38 birthdays with. Yep, babe, I’m 37. Um…no.

For the past two weeks, any time someone has asked me my age, I have immediately answered ’37’ THEN corrected myself to say ’38’.  I have no idea why. As far as I know, I’ve been perfectly happy being 38. Then BLAMMO, as of 2 weeks ago, I started being 37 again.

I have confused myself.

What will be even more confusing – when I start being 38 again. I’ll be all, when did *that* happen?

Oh yeah, a long time ago. Like months & months ago. Jeez.

WAIT? DID I TURN 39 WHEN I WASN’T LOOKING? WHAT DAY IS THIS?

In other news, it is snowing out. And my running bag is packed for 45-degree dry weather, not 30-degree wet weather. How does that happen? Oh, and I forgot my water belt for 6-7 miles of intervals.  But also, I feel pretty good since I switched resistance training to last night instead of crazy-early-thirty this morning. Hmmm.

Should be an interesting night. It’s okay. I’m 37, I can handle it.

 

Comments
  1. Jene says:

    I just had my first instance of “oh wait, HOW old am I?” the other day. Whee!

    • What’s even funnier to me, is that even AS I’M SAYING 37, there’s the little voice in my head giving me the side-eye and calling me out on it. No idea where this is coming from, but who knows – maybe next year I’ll be 36.

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