26

Monday I aged another year. This year we didn't do anything terribly special. 26 doesn't feel like an age that warrants a huge party or any really special frivolities. I woke up for my 5th straight early morning (the gym is paying off!) and went for my first "fitness meeting" at the gym. I thought I would be getting the rounds on how to use machines but turns out we were just doing a little survey and measuring my donut and other fatty areas. (Seriously they had to choose my two fattest areas to measure, thankfully they threw thighs into the mix or I am sure my score would have been much worse)

Nothing like finding out your body fat percentage on the day you get one year older. But being 26 put me in a new bracket so I assume that means my body fat for a 26 year old is better than if I had the same body fat the day before at 25 :)

Despite all the running I fell in the fitness bracket. Would have been nice to be on the high end of athlete, but now I have a goal! Drop two body fat percentage points! IronWil is doing some nifty training regimen where everyone tracks their fat loss and weight loss, I am not committed enough for that but now that I have my body fat percentage in hand I was able to calculate my basic caloric needs just to breathe and what I need to maintain weight while doing all of this running. I always wondered what the magic number was between losing fat and losing important muscles, now I know!

Since the fitness test didn't take very long I treated myself to an 800 meter swim and a quick dip in the hot tub. My right arm has been tight and the hot tub was just what I needed to loosen it up!

Birthdays regardless of age deserve a good run and I got out for a lunch run with Daisy and Salty on a gorgeous fall day. We even did our bridge loop for some added "hill" fun. I think I am definitely ready for San Fran's hills.

Monday night I just relaxed with my hubby. He bought me the 4th season of scrubs so we watched a few episodes of that before tuning into the Indians game. Only one more win! Go tribe! Apparently being a day older did affect my sleepiness as I struggled to stay up through the 9th inning, that also could be the wine though. Last night was even worse with me falling asleep after watching the tribe score 7 runs in the 5th.

I'll leave you with a pic from the baby shower a week ago. I never really feel "old" but that little doll is my second cousin Andrews new baby. I used to carry Andrew around when I was less than 10. Yikes! All my cousins kids are getting to be grown and he's the first to have a baby of his own. It's wild how time flies.