Yes, today is that magical day in my life when I celebrate my birthday…not just any birthday, mind you, but the celebration of my 50th birthday! Now doesn’t that sound mature? So happy birthday to me! If you were here, I’d give you a piece of cheesecake…what my family traditionally shares with me on my birthday each year. Even though I have been avoiding those sugar-laden treats, I figure that this monumental birthday deserves cheesecake.
There have been little reminders of late that I was approaching the half-century mark despite the 25-year-old feeling in my heart and mind. My knees make an occasional, unique crunching noise and my back had an ache this morning when I woke up. I like to think my body is just reminding me how it needs attention and care. I have been more devoted to physical exercise lately and I do think I am benefiting in many ways! I find that I have more spunk when I tackle stairs and I get up off that couch with much more determination. Still it is hard work, isn’t it ladies?
Our bodies work hard for us and they are still prey to all the hits from the physical and psychological demands of our everyday lives. Just two days ago, I drove away from the University of Notre Dame where I had just left my 18-year-old son to begin his freshman year of college. My heart ached…my body ached…it was like a total union of ache and sadness mixed with excitement for him as he began a great adventure! I had held it together (kind of!) when he hugged me tight, cried and admitted he was scared because everything he knew and loved was going to be over a 1,000 miles away. My husband and I reassured him and blessed him….hugged him one last time and then we drove away. Then it was my time to cry deep sobs and be reassured by my husband. And my heart and body just ached.
The next day at our hotel, I got up and walked myself down to the fitness center and did two miles on the treadmill. Figured if I was going to fret or think about so many things I might as well be doing something productive while I was at it! Yes, my body still aches as I move and bring to life muscles that need attention! I can work on that. Don’t know how long my heart will ache as we get back to Texas tonight and life with my other boys gets back to normal. But I realize there are good aches…that ache in your muscles as you move from sedentary to more active…and the ache in your heart that comes from loving someone so much and watching them grow up and move on.
I thought of all of you as we drove in South Bend and went past their amazing Chocolate Factory. I had to take a picture of the street sign in front of their store. I am glad we can all share in our journeys together. I’d love to hear from you lovely Cocoa ladies…what are some ways you have worked through some of those physical and emotional aches? What are you doing to get yourself ready for the run in January? Would love to hear how it is going for you!
50 and (working on) fabulous!