In 3 days, I turn 30.
This really kind of blows my mind. It doesn't feel like it's been that long ago that I was turning 25 and sort of having a mini quarter-life crisis.
In the past 5 years...
I've been laid off from a job I loved, had a job I hated, and then found an amazing job planning races and working with runners!
I've dated a lot, and I've had my heart broken a few times.
I found my best friend and got engaged! (And am also becoming a stepmom to an awesome little boy!)
I've recently moved to another state.
I've traveled a lot.
I've run a lot.
I've learned a lot.
Honestly? I can't really summarize the last 5 years or even the 20s in words here. It's been one heck of a journey, and I'm honestly not that sad to say goodbye to my 20s.
I feel excited about this next decade. I'm getting married. I'm going on a honeymoon to Italy. I'll probably have another job or two. I'd like to have some babies (not just yet, but in a few years.) We will move back to Tennessee. We'll probably buy or build our own house and become homeowners. I hope to run more. I will definitely love more.
On Monday, I'll only be a day older than I was a day before... but there's something about 30. It definitely doesn't feel as old as I remember thinking it would back when I turned 20... but it feels solid. I feel like I finally know who I am (well, for the most part.) It took a lot of ups and downs in my 20s, but I feel like I've come into my own.
30. Just seems a little hard to believe I'm there.