I'm getting over it. Over 40. Over myself. Over the idea I have to be perfect. 
I used to bend over backwards to be sure people liked me. Now I realize my backbone is what matters. So, I'm tossing the perfection complex. I want the best from life, my health and performance in my endeavors because I love life not because I want it to love me.
I used to bend over backwards to be sure people liked me. Now I realize my backbone is what matters. So, I'm tossing the perfection complex. I want the best from life, my health and performance in my endeavors because I love life not because I want it to love me. I WANT GOOD ABS! For me. No one else. I've never had good abs. I'm on a quest, a mission. If they paid people to get good abs, I'd apply today for the job. So...
How do I go from this...
to this...
Meet my friend, Beth. She's a 42-year-old mother of two. She's a kick ass runner - just ran her first marathon in 4:03. She just completed a grueling half in 1:52. She's humble and cool and got great abs. And she's nice. Don't hate her. I just want her abs. Visit her blog at www.shutupandrun.blogspot.com for tips in a previous post. I'm looking for all the help I can get. I want good abs -I need to get to work. Help me.
