Feb 01

40 in 40

4040 days from today, I’ll turn 40 years old.

The Wife and I talked about a few different ideas for ringing in the event.

We talked about a trip to Vegas – one of my favorite places.

We tossed out New York… Boston… Nashville… and a few other cities we’ve been itching to visit together since we’ve been married.

We kicked around the idea of a big blowout party with everyone we know.

We’ve entertained multiple pitches from “The Girls” on how Disney World is the only logical option.

But, with 40 days to go, I don’t think we’re doing a thing.  I mean, sure, we’ll celebrate it.  Make the yearly hour-long trek to my favorite hole-in-the-wall pizza joint (ahhhh…pizza…my greatest vice) for my traditional dinner.  The Girls will bake a cake, cookies or some combination of the two.  It’ll pass, for the most part, like any other day….

…and I couldn’t be happier.

You see, 40 for me is so much different from what I expected it to be a few years ago.  Before I started my “remodeling project” and reclaimed my health, 40 felt like a wish as much as an inevitability.  In my logical mind I knew that the law of averages and modern medicine would probably get me there, but at 400+ pounds with high blood pressure and a Crisco covered liver, it was certainly no slam dunk.  40 kind of became that pipe-dream destination where I could hang goals that I didn’t really want to work that hard on.

“I’d like the lose the weight before I’m 40.”

“I’d love to run a 5K before I turn 40.”

“I’d like to be healthier at 40 than I was at 20.”

It’s a great way to put things off when you’re 34 and a quarter ton.

That was five years and 200+ pounds ago.

God willing, 40 will pass in a few weeks like any other day.  I’m not cramming to get those last few goals knocked out.  I’m not trying to salvage something in these last 40 days.  I’m looking forward to the future.  I come into this decade of my life with so much hope and optimism.

I saved my life in my 30’s… but I get to live it in my 40’s.

My heart… my faith… and my family are strong.  I can face anything.

It’s never too late to change your life.  Start today.


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