Istood there and gaped at my reflection in the mirror. Having not worn a swimsuit in 7 months, I’d expected to look a little pasty, a little momish, maybe even a little frumpy…but WHAT was THIS? WHO was this CREATURE standing in front of me all misshapen and upholstered?!? I certainly had not given her permission to be in my bedroom, let alone wear my clothes.
In 2011 I was disappointed and sad because I’d let myself go, and I’d become that stereotypical mom in her 40s who had just given up. I realized that this year had marked the second round of clothes purchased in larger sizes to accommodate my recent growth. Two rounds of acceptance of a myth that turns out wasn’t really true AT ALL – you get older and you get out of shape. It’s just a fact of life. That was B.S., and I finally called it on that day.
In this moment, 43fitness was born;
a cure for the common mom.