So this year I turn 47. Forty. Freakin. Seven. So, let s talk fitness over 40, shall we?  Also this year, my body was like, “Hey- hold up there, girlfriend……you’re really get’n up there. Lets slow down that metabolism and start storing fat. Lets hang onto it right around your middle, cause that’ll be awesome. You just act like you don’t see it and wear stretchy pants forever.”  And while it was very tempting to just throw in the towel and wear elastic waist bands every day for the rest of my life, ultimately I decided against it. My new “thickness” <shudder at gross word> was uncomfortable and I just wasn’t feeling awesome at all. My energy levels were in the tank, I was getting moody and I wasn’t sleeping well. My body fat percentage was higher than it had ever been. In fact, it was what I would consider, the unhealthy range. That made me know that I really needed to make some changes. As a former personal trainer, I know the deal, but I was going to have to kick MYSELF in the butt to get going. Humbling to say the least.

SO. Here’s what I did:

I took stock of the way I have actually been eating. Not the way I envisioned myself eating, but what I was ACTUALLY putting in my mouth in the way of food and drink. Even though I wasn’t shoving down pizzas each week, I HAD slipped quite easily into some mindless eating and drinking practices. That had to stop. So I began tracking my meals  in My Fitness Pal again and really started watching my macros. For ME, that meant 40% carbs, 40%protein and 20% good fats. (That is NOT a one size fits all or even most, calculation. I have been doing this a long time and thats what works best for ME and what keeps my energy levels up.) I started planning my meals and THINKING about my choices again.

I checked my supplementation. Had I been taking my vitamins and supplements? No. Not really. Could I tell a difference? Well, I felt like crap so that could have something to do with it. I needed to get back to taking my vitamins and supplements regularly.

I took a good, hard look at my work outs over the past 8 months. They have been inconsistent at best. I would hit it really hard for one week or a week and half, then life would happen and before I knew it a week would be gone and I hadn’t worked out. I would run for a few weeks, then decide that I hate running, and that walking would be enough. Its just been a yo-yo.So, I knew I had to get my self in gear and really commit to my training.

I mapped out my plan which I will lay out for you in detail in another post. But the ABSOLUTE HARDEST PART was shutting off the recording in my head that was saying, “Hey-you’re old now. Give it up. Nothing is going to matter at this point. Your body is just going to do what it’s going to do. ” I wish I were kidding, but that is REALLY what was going on in my head! ME! A personal trainer! Its embarrassing, but there it is. I decided that I needed a new recording. More on that in another post.

But still…..I AM going to be 47. I mean, what does a forty something woman, with average goals, trying to stay fit, even really look like? My body HAS slowed down some, and I still need to lose body fat to get to what I consider healthy, so what can I expect here? What is realistic? IS there some magic “stretchy pants age”? And if there is , will I know it when I hit it? I mean, lets be real, no one is saying,”Oh grandma! Please wear those hot pants that you wore when you were 21!”. The internet was no help and I’m not sure I even WANT to listen to the internet on this one. <I just had a flash back to Madonna in that black leotard doing that awful high kick at the Super Bowl a few years ago.> Also that store “Forever 21” lies.

So, while this isn’t a strict fitness blog, Along with all the other stuff, I want to share with you my plan, my triumphs and my dismal failures along the way. Maybe you will find something useful to your own desire for fitness in your forties!