A Few Things Have Changed.
Getting older is tough and as I get closer to my – (deep breath) -44th birthday, I’ve noticed just how much my body is changing and how my attitudes are changing with it.
After years of colouring my hair I’ve decided to stop. Well, it’s really only been a few months so don’t applaud me yet. Every time I look in the mirror I stop and stare and think, “when did that happen”. I used to think the greys made me feel older. But now I’m starting to embrace the natural.
And maybe it’s because it’s summertime, and it’s too hot to use a blow dryer or curling iron, or flat iron but I have been doing NOTHING with my hair but letting it air dry. My 15 year old self that still lives on the inside cringes at the idea of it, thinking of the hours spent curling, fluffing, feathering etc that used to go on trying to get a certain “look”.
I don’t care as much about how I look. I don’t care if my clothes are old and out of fashion. I don’t care if my makeup is always done. I’m not saying I don’t put in an effort, but I see that there’s more to life than spending so much time trying to create something not naturally there anyway. I’m done trying to be someone I’m not. Creating an illusion of beauty that only comes in a tube.
I’ve finally had to admit that I can no longer read fine print. Or less than fine print. So I bought myself some “readers” to help me out. They make me feel smarter. And they hide the wrinkles I’ve developed around the eyes and forehead. Win/win.
Oh look, another day another pound. OK maybe it’s not THAT bad, but it feels like I spend more time fighting to stay in the same spot and if I just eat one more cookie my waistline expands overnight. Not fair really.
Which brings mee to something else I’ve embraced. Change. I started running. For the first time in my life. I used to like the joke if you see me running call 9-11 because somebody’s probably chasing me. (smile). I’m willing to embrace changes, but I’m not just going to let gravity take over completely. I do have a little fight in me. And in my mind when I run I look amazing, and feel powerful and strong. For 60 seconds. Then I walk and catch my breath and try to talk myself out of it. But seriously I love it.
What do you embrace about aging? I think Meryl Streep said it best in this article.