there are 2019 days until my 30th birthday. that’s about 67 months, or 288 weeks, or 48,456 hours (my running team makes fun of me when i do math like this, usually it’s breaking down a run into fractions).
alright so i have a little time until i turn 30.
but i was talking to my good friend b about if 4 years ago, when we left college, if we thought we’d be where we are. i didn’t have a clear idea of where i’d be in my mid (or late?) twenties, but i don’t think i pictured my current life.
i’m not sitting at home doing nothing. i love my job and the progress i have made in my career. i love my friends from college and ones i have made since. i am proud of finishing two marathons already. but i can’t help but wonder, is it enough? should i be pushing myself more? should i re-prioritize my life? is my life moving forward at the right pace?
1. go back to school to get my mba.
2. run a marathon in under 4:30.
3. run a half marathon in under 2:00.
4. read pride and prejudice.
i mean, i have more to strive for, but nothing i can check off a box before i turn 30. i want to be a better cook and better photographer. i want to be happy. i want to continue to have a great relationship with my parents and continue to call my grandma every couple weeks. i want to continue to read frequently and listen to audiobooks on my drive to work. i want to continue to be active and in (at least) decent shape. i want to continue to love my job and advance with my company. i want travel more and explore the world.
there’s a lot i can do in 2019 days.
and i can’t wait to see what happens.