Accidental Brilliance

What Does 40 Look Like?

This year I will turn 40. While many of my friends have been depressed about this age, I’m not bothered by the number. It’s just a number and I’ve never acted my age anyway. What does bother me, however, is how my body has started to react over the past few years. As I write this, I’m wearing glasses. I haven’t worn glasses since I was 4 and was trying to correct an astigmatism in my left eye. (Side note, I broke them several times if hiding them didn’t work). My body in general does not respond as kindly to the workouts I put it through, and I certainly cannot eat and drink whatever I want as in years past. 

With that being said, there are certain aspects of being 40 that I can’t wait for. I personally think women in their 40’s are sexy. They are beyond confident, don’t put up with bullshit, and can rock a hot red number while everyone else wears black. I can’t wait to join that group of women who don’t let a number define them. A group who is proud of who they are and what they’ve been through. A group who has taken ownership of themselves. 

For me, 40 will be the age I go back to school for a new start. The age when I will tackle more physical challenges. The age when I won’t be afraid to give someone my two cents. The age when I am my strongest. I’ll still be wearing my glasses and eating just celery and carrots, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to wear a plain black dress. 

• aging
• 40