Life: Part 2

A few weeks ago, something happened that I couldn't fathom 20 years ago. Something I never wanted to happen. Something I dreaded happening. A few weeks ago I turned 30. Really, for some reason in my adolescent mind, 30 seemed SO old that I thought I'd never get there. It seemed so remote and distant and definitely not something that would ever happen to me. Maybe I thought I'd get stuck in some sort of twilight zone. Maybe I thought I'd die before I got that old. I don't really know. But here I am thirty years old. Somehow it just happened. Really it's not so bad I guess. Except for the fact that I had to have all 30 candles on my cake. Isn't that a fire hazard or something?

We had a fun shared birthday party. Dustin's birthday is one day before mine, and Parks' birthday is one week before mine, so we had fun celebrating them all together.

Another thing in my life lately is running, running, and more running. In less than a month I'll be running up all sorts of crazy hills in the Ragnar Relay Wasatch Back. Luckily my portion of the race is only about 15 miles divided up into 3 legs. But still. I've decided that anyone who tries to do this race is pretty much nuts. Really, look at the elevation profile below. Nuts I tell ya!

I've put in more training hours than I care to think about, and my body is starting to feel it. It must be that I'm thirty. My body must know I've hit that milestone and now it is fighting back. My knees, back and ankles are sore. Muscles that I never knew I had are sore. I'm feeling a bit beaten up. Maybe it's because I keep trying to find hills to run up and down, maybe it's because I'm not physically strong enough to take all that pounding. Or maybe it's just because I'm thirty. Dang thirty.