<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963310640257323677</id><updated>2011-07-30T15:50:24.839-07:00</updated><category term='Day 1 week 1'/><title type='text'>midforty and not getting any younger</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notgettingyounger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963310640257323677/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notgettingyounger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>anonymousfortysomething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564245595288489708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963310640257323677.post-8542915474921946247</id><published>2009-12-12T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T21:13:45.763-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day 1 week 1'/><title type='text'>starting the blog</title><content type='html'>Everyday I get up and go to work to help someone else achieve their dreams.  I feel my age as a steep hill I am climbing and I am terribly out of shape. I wonder is it too late to change? I look at so many who appear to have it "all together" and think "WHAT WAS I THINKING"?  have I been sleep walking through my life? It's time for a wake up call. But right now I am going to go to sleep and think about it :0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5963310640257323677-8542915474921946247?l=notgettingyounger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notgettingyounger.blogspot.com/feeds/8542915474921946247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notgettingyounger.blogspot.com/2009/12/starting-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963310640257323677/posts/default/8542915474921946247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963310640257323677/posts/default/8542915474921946247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notgettingyounger.blogspot.com/2009/12/starting-blog.html' title='starting the blog'/><author><name>anonymousfortysomething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564245595288489708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
