It’s my birthday today. Today is the last time I will celebrate a birthday in my 30s – next year is the big 4-0. I was talking to my new doctor on Thursday and you know, I don’t FEEL like I’m staring 40 in the face. I don’t even feel 30. I look at myself, and I don’t always recognize the person staring back at me, because to me, I’m still just fresh out of college. Or worse, still IN college. I feel like I should know things that I don’t. I feel that I’m still learning.
And maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe that’s why, in spite of a truly horrific weekend eating-wise, I’m still looking forward to my 5k race next Saturday. I have yet to run 5k outside. This will probably be my first time. I haven’t looked at the course since, um, October, when I signed up for it. But I’m still going to do it.
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