a quick story.

i have been working out with this woman for a couple of years now. she works her butt off, never lets up and always takes on the extra weights or runs the extra laps. she has an amazing body with six-pack abs and the whole deal. her arms are ripped even when she's just standing there. she has earned every bit of it. 

i always secretly try to keep up with her, it's that competitive part of me that pops out when i least expect it. she usually kicks my butt but i always forgive myself because i'm probably twice her age, right?

last night someone asked her if she was 40 yet. i was surprised. how rude! she's not even CLOSE to 40. when she said yes and laughed i was even more surprised. then she told us she is going to turn 48 next month. 

that just blew my whole plan to pieces. you mean it's possible to look like that at 48? sigh. i thought getting older was kind of like a get out of jail free card. my goal was to just fit into my college jeans as long as possible--even if i have to squash things in around the edges. 

i am not sure i have the energy or the dedication to keep up with my friend at the gym but i do know this. 

last night i worked harder than i have in months. 

and i have never been so sore in my life. 

i'm chalking this one up to old age :)