Well, today (posted late! Last weekend….) I turn(ed) 25.
Fine…. I turn 35. I don’t know why that’s so damn hard for me to write. Age never bothered me before, and you’d think that since I’m actually taking care of myself, and I’m healthy, that I should be proud of that number. Meh… anyways, it’s (was) my birthday.
Last week, I asked Franz if he wanted to throw in a free training session for me, for my birthday. While politely declining, he reminded me that for his birthday, I gave him a pack of gum. In turn, I politely reminded him, that it was accompanied by a stellar birthday card about how we were celebrating the day that he came out of his moms lady bits. Sometimes, you just gotta traumatize someone.
As I get older, there isn’t much I want for my birthday, although to be honest, the most badass birthday gift is coming today… new kitchen cabinets. WOOP! WOOP! However, it’s always fun to see what people will come up with when they buy you shit. Take Christmas, for example. Kindly remind yourselves of the ‘LivePD’ shirt, weight lifting gloves, and yoga short shorts, that I received. Want to know one of the best gifts I got lately? (It was a holiday gift from my besticle, but it came closer to my birthday, so let’s just say it was a bday gift). A five pound bag of CarbQuick. UHHHH-MAZING. Can you smell the low carb biscuits and pancakes, from there??
I do however, think that this year, I need to get creative and design some gifts for myself. For example, I would like a pad of paper that I can create my recipes on, instead of walking around with my notebook. Each page would already be printed and ready with a space to write the kind of food I’m making, the ingredients, and the nutrition facts, so I can write them down, add them up, and figure out my serving size for each meal. Oh…. god… they’d be so pretty…. I can see them now!
Also, I’d like to take the request of a FGW shirt, seriously. Wouldn’t it be awesome to add a FGW shirt to my collection of gym shirts? Like, a racerback tank top that has something like ‘#FGW’ on the front…. or like one fan said, ‘What Would Fat Girl Wunning Do?’. Then the back can be completely covered in all the swears and dumb shit I say. I’d wear that loud, and proud!!
Now that my mind is racing with all of these wonderfully amazing ideas (for myself), I will get back to waiting for cabinets, and trying to pretend that I’m not actually 35.