Today I turn 31.
No but seriously. When did I get to be 31? (today). How is it that each year we get older, the time seems to fly by quicker and quicker? I swear I was just writing my 30th birthday blog post..
Turning 31 is a funny thing. When you turn 20, you’re finally in your twenties (woo!), and then 21 is amazing just because.. well… I won’t share any stories from my 21st birthday. Then you sail through your 20s, and finally hit the big 3-0. 30 hits hard for some folks (me), but eventually you just get used to it. Although I do still sometimes start to say “twenty–” when people ask me how old I am. I swear I forget. But anyway, then you hit 31, and all of a sudden the novelty of turning 30 has disappeared. You’re actually in your 30s. You’re dangerously close to being middle aged.
No, I know that 31 is still very young. I know that. But I also know that working with people in their late teens and early twenties every day really puts 30 in perspective. It’s funny because I’m still close enough to my early 20s that I remember exactly what it was like, yet I’m far enough removed to realize how much of an idiot I was.
Maybe I’m still an idiot. I don’t know. Ask me when I’m 40.
So hmm… what have I learned over the past year as I’ve officially commenced (somewhat reluctantly) into my 30s? Well, for one, that I apparently need to live in a bubble. I’ve had more injuries in the past year than I’ve ever had in my life (most of which were documented here on the blog). I’m not sure if this is because I’m just getting old and falling apart, or because I’m actually becoming klutzier over time. I’m leaning towards the latter, considering the fact that I fell down a flight of stairs yesterday. In the rain. (I’m fine, and really it was probably a hilarious fall).
Don’t think this is going to stop me from training like a beast, running stadiums, or running obstacle course races just yet, though. Despite these injuries, my 30s have been a time to thrive in terms of training. I’m stronger than ever (if you account for the injury setbacks), I’ve found an amazing group of people to train with in the November Project (Can’t wait to get back out to that stadium once this ankle heals up!), and I feel that I’ve only just begun to test my limits on what I can do with my training. Will I take after Tara and try to find a strongwoman competition during my 30s? I’d love to, so we’ll see. Will I run a Tough Mudder, and up the ante a little bit on my OCR resume? Maybe if I have two properly functioning ankles I’ll consider it.
I also have learned throughout the past year that I’m not pushing myself enough. Sure, I have a great job that I do well, but I know that I have more to offer in terms of this blog and other opportunities that I’ve been considering lately. I want to take my writing to another level, and I want to start making a difference for more people. I have ideas about how I’m going to do this, and it’s not going to happen overnight, but I’d say my 30s are a damn good time to really get my ass in gear and make things happen.
I think the biggest realization that I’ve come to since my last birthday is that the future is coming a lot faster than I expected it to. I’m getting married next July (Wee!), and I’m pretty sure that means that real life is actually here. There is no more “Oh, I’ll worry about that when I need to”. “When I need to” has suddenly turned into “now”, and I find that equally terrifying and exciting. Sure, I’ve got a retirement account and some money saved, but it’s always been for the hypothetical future. Obviously I’m not retiring (or having babies) just yet, but things like that are slowly becoming realistic pieces of my future, instead of vague ideas that live in the land of make believe.
For all of my readers who are still in college or still in your early twenties, realize that your future will be on you before you know it, so be ready. Your twenties are a heck of a ride, but despite all of my kicking and screaming about crossing over to the other side, I’m starting to think that maybe heading deeper into my 30’s won’t be so bad after all. Real life has it’s perks too 🙂