I’m turning 28!! I’m still processing the fact that I graduated highschool 10 years ago, but you know what, I still fit into my prom dress so it’s kind of ok. It may sound weird, but I’m enjoying growing older. Early twenties were filled with doubt, awkward moments, and completely self involved. I like where I am at this point in my life, worked hard to get here. I remember birthday celebrations consisted of two week long celebrations, 7 new outfits, an itinerary of events, lots of alcohol and some serious hip hop video dance moves. This year, there may still be small amount of alcohol, but it’s mostly to numb the pain of my birthday weekend training schedule. One thing doesn’t change, getting together to celebrate with my favorites.
Yes, I am still training this weekend. I’m gonna be wildin’ out on my bike poppin’ bottles of Heed. Why wouldn’t I do something I love to do on my birthday? I mean, secretly I’m wishing it was a little shorter; a 3:45 brick…Happy Birthday MO!! I can’t think of a time in the last 4 years that a birthday has stopped me from working out and that’s not changing this year. This birthday is a little bit special cause it comes with a new job. I’m pretty much starting an entire new chapter and it is exactly what I wanted and needed; a clean slate. I made myself a promise in April that I would not be where I was at that moment when I was blowing out my candles and I accomplished just that. And the plus side, my training has improved! (pause for dance) Mostly where I am mentally, but I can definitely feel myself more focused. Not that I have much leeway, less than three months left!!! (crap)
So what do I want in my 28th year of my so called life? Lets start with becoming an Ironman. Duh. Fun, I want this year to be about joy, good times, laughing hard again and just living in the moment (while slightly keeping an eye on my future goals). Unpausing my career and focusing on that new position (on that grind). Visit somewhere I have yet to go (and Louisville, Kentucky doesn’t count). A PR baby, common I wouldn’t be an athlete if that wasn’t in there. A pull-up! For the love of god I will get a pull-up! Go back to enjoying the little things the way I use to, I felt like my life was on pause. So here’s to a weekend of guiltless large amounts of cake, maybe a cheeseburger, my peeps, and blowing out 28 candles ~ Adding Mo Miles
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