My Birthday Week

Man does 28 feel old…it’s definitely the latter end of my 20’s and I’m not sure I’m ready for that. BUT I do love a reason to celebrate, and especially a reason to eat some delicious food. My dad is the type of guy who eats the same dessert every year, Boston Cream Pie. My mom too! She lives for her pumpkin pie. This girl switches it up. One year I had key lime pie, another carrot cake. Last year was a peanut butter pizookie that could have come out better. And the time before that was blueberry pie x two!! Basically, I like all desserts, but I’m still working on finding my ideal dessert. The special thing I have on my birthday. Peanut butter pie is working it’s way up there.

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I distinctly remember one birthday. We were going out to dinner (I can’t remember where), but I had been restricting myself all day. So much so that I ate so many crackers among other things that I felt physically ill. I cried to my mom about how I ruined my birthday dinner by trying so hard to be hungry only to completely swing the opposite way. To be so full I thought I might throw up. It was not my finest moment.

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I’ve grown so much in 27 years (or is it 28…how do you count this). I can enjoy indulgent food, but also truly look forward to fruits and vegetables. Food doesn’t scare me and I acknowledge that some days I’ll be very full and other days I may not feel satisfied. So it goes in the world of food. Sure it was tough to learn these lessons, but it’s why I write here. I want to share with others the lessons that I’ve learned about food and about how to enjoy life. Especially if it’s your birthday. You will be eating more calories than your typical day, but that’s because you may be going out for a meal or relishing in that cake that your momma made you. And that’s fun! And delicious! It would be worse if you restricted yourself and couldn’t enjoy those moments or that cake. Take it from a girl who knows from experience.

Birthdays also don’t have to just be about food. I look at my birthday week as a time to do things that I love to do. Or a time to treat myself to things that I may have been putting off for a while. This weekend I went bra shopping. I legitimately hate bra shopping. You never know your size or how a specific kind of bra will fit. And you ALWAYS have to go to the dressing room multiple times. It’s also not an item of clothing that you typically get advice on from strangers. Like, oh does this bra accentuate my breasts? No. Nobody does that to strangers. It’s so hard to commit to bras in my opinion. So I jumped in head first and went to Aerie where I ended up with 3 new incredibly soft bras and some underwear. I am going to be feeling damn fine and strutting along those Charlestown streets. Treat for me, check!

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I also replaced the screen protector on my phone. Of course I had dropped it one night getting out of an uber and it had been cracked ever since. Simply replacing the screen protector makes me feel like I have a brand new phone when it’s actually a year and a half old and has some issues, but don’t we all. Checking things off my to do list feels so good.

Lastly, I went for a bike ride. While it was to run errands in Harvard Square I turned it into the best bike ride and rode leisurely along the Charles River. Sure the people annoyed the hell out of me because nobody moves over for bikers, but also a biker almost hit me because he was texting. Like, no. Just put your phone away. It was the perfect temperature and a great day to ride about 12 miles to and from my errands. Nothing like being outside and getting some exercise when you didn’t plan on it or mean to.

This is the beginning of my birthday week. I’m planning on wearing my new bras and underwear all week and enjoying any treats that come my way. That includes the chocolate chunk almond butter banana bread that I made myself for snacks this week. While I may indulge more than usual I also plan to get outside and stick to my workouts. I’m not going to work out extra to burn off said calories, but rather accept that this is all part of the ebb and flow of life. And here I am about to live my 28th year, that’s pretty amazing.

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