Blogging 365, Day 45: 44

How’s that for a confusing post title?

It’s the best I could come up with, what with this being the beginning of my 44th year on this often cruel material sphere.

And it’s getting kind of scary now. I work with a girl who was born the same year I was at the Depeche Mode 101 concert at the Rose Bowl (1988). I’m a year younger than How Wheels, I was around to “see” the Apollo 11 mission, and I’ve outlived more musicians and celebrities than I can think of.

But in any case, it’s been a fantastic 43 years and I’m hoping that #44 keeps going down the same path. Ann’s been by my side through thick and thin for 20 years come June and Anthony still thinks I’m the cat’s pajamas (a phrase that will definitely raise a red flag as to the time I grew up).

And being that the results of my recent health screening were pure gold, suffice it to say that I plan on being around for many, many more years to annoy both my family and you, my readers – one in the same at times.

As for the whole birthday celebration thing, well, I don’t really care. I’m working on today (much to Mom’s chagrin) because what else would I do? I’m 44 not 8. It’s not that big of a deal. The only thing that matters is that I feel great both mentally and physically, that I’m in good health, and my family is beside me. I can check off all of those things because they are all true which is why I plan on – get ready for it – possibly running my first half-marathon next year at age 45. With the distances I’m running now, doubling it wouldn’t be that much of a stretch. I just need to build up my endurance and not worry much about time. But I will do it.

Anyway, there you go. Even on my birthday, I’m blogging in order to stick to my year-round blogging theme. Just think: next year I will turn 45 on the 45th day of the year.

Amazing!

Or not.

And oh, before I forget. Happy Valentine’s Day! And before you ask, yes, I’ve seen my share of heart-shaped cakes in my lifetime…