Thoughts on Turning 50

My birthday was four days ago 
and it took me that long to recover!

The truth is, I've been playing too much Kakuro on the computer, and I'm really tired too, in spite of trying to go to bed earlier--Which I am partially succeeding at.

It's kind of sad to realize I am 50 years old and I feel like I've never really improved in so many areas, not just fitness. It's been a few days of soul-searching.

I decided I can still have some fun, and keep working on those bad habits.  Today we took a walk for our exercise. At the end, I decided to make a snow angel on our lawn.  I haven't done that for a long time. I usually just avoid the snow.

Here I am, getting ready to fall. 

It was hard to trust myself and let go.

I didn't go down easy, more like a tree.

I might have heard someone shout "Timber!"

Here I am spreading my wings to fly.

I forgot to spread my legs too so my angel has a skinny gown.

I had to really dig my heels in to get up.

Anthony had to pull me up with both hands. 

I think my angel making days are behind me.

And now I hurt. My back hurts and I ache all over. I already did; I've been having a fibromyalgia flare, only now it is worse.  I had been doing so well at no treats, maybe too well, because a tiny little slip has me in pain. That's one way to completely lose any craving for sugar.  It is just not worth the constant ache it creates for me.