The first morning of being 40!

  
   I woke up this morning for the first time as a 40 year old and decided to get my old lady on.
   Wednesday is the morning I go work out and so instead of my normal suburban housewife workout clothes...I put on my very fluffy brown leisure suit. You know the kind of leisure suit I'm talking about. You can wear it to church if you dress it up with a nice little knit shirt underneath... Or you can wear it to exercise if you're old enough to get away with it....and I am.
    It just so happened that this very morning I wanted to work out and feel cozy. So cozy, in fact, that I felt like I had a kitty on my lap....and also around my neck. I knew walking in to the gym that not everyone would be wearing a fluffy brown leisure suit....let me rephrase that...actually no one else would be wearing a fluffy brown leisure suit. Just me. And that is how I roll now that I'm 40. I can wear what I want...
   I walked to the back of the gym because where I work out there is an "express workout" for 30 minutes. During an express workout you go back and forth between step aerobics and some sort of weight machine to tone your muscles for 20 seconds at a time. There was no one back there today which I was really glad about. Because on the first day of being 40 I decided I wasn't actually going to use any weights while I "lifted weights." And if anyone asked me then I would politely explain that I didn't want to bother my elbow since I spend a good amount of my week filing papers already. I knew they would understand. So me and my leisure suit had a leisure work out with the wieght pin tinking lightly against the ground as I lifted wieghts like I didn't mean it.
   One thing I like about my gym is that it's for beginners. They make a big deal out of that and write things on the wall to make you feel good about your beginner self. Stuff like, "You Belong!" and "Judgment Free Zone!" That's all very nice and my head believes it....but who's going to convince my food baby! Actually I shouldn't misrepresent my food baby. She's actually pretty nice and surprisingly easy to talk to. For example this morning my food baby was there for me as I talked out how I felt about the fact that I was now 40. She totally understood because she had turned 40 quite a while back...It was really nice to have a friend.
    After I was done working out, I wasn't quite done with my mug of coffee and I wanted some water. Turns out that at my gym they give old people free water! There is this silver thing that sticks out of the wall and cold water comes out of it. That was such a treat. I thought it would be REALLY cool thought if they could make one with Coke. Maybe someone will read this blog and make it happen.
   One of the benefits of being old is the experience of having so much life behind you. You understand that you have to make do with what you have. Which is good to know when you walk into the shower rooms and realize that you don't actually have a towel. At a time like that you look around you and take a look see at what you DO have. And what did I have this morning that could take the place of a towel....you guessed it....a fluffy brown leisure suit. And you bet your nice suburban wife britches that I took myself a shower...and used it....for a towel!!! mmmmmm yes!
   Turns out that old people work out clothes have a surprising absorbancy and are very useful for drying off. And when you wear them back out the door it looks like you've really sweat up a storm.
That's right....I'm 40 now!!!