I turned 30 last weekend.
The impending 30th birthday has loomed down on me for the second half of 29. OMG 30!!! REAL ADULTHOOD!!!
I celebrated down in San Diego with a mish-mash of people that I love. It was nuts because Comic Con was happening the same weekend as well. Chiara and her husband came out! And after they left everyone else said "who was that girl she was really cool." No joke. Here we are at the W being classy. I even put on a semi-skanky dress for the occasion!
I may write a whole post about looking back to my 20s if I can think of anything insightful but for right now, I'm just happy to be 30. And why not? In the words of Tim McGraw, "The Next 30 Years Will Be The Best Years Of My Life".
I'm getting larger.
Apparently getting older also means a slower metabolism. I went to the doctor this week and I've gained a good seven pounds since my appointment last year. No, it's not muscle. Granted, I'm not even close to overweight but very few women (myself included) I know are happy to see the scale go up. I've been trying to eat more intuitively in the past couple months, but this strategy doesn't work because I'm a fat kid who loves to eat at heart.
"WHY YES I WILL HAVE SECONDS OF THAT!!!".
I'm also confused as to what to do about it. On one hand, I don't really care. I don't think I look bad (in fact sometimes it's nice to be less sinewy), but I'd like to get back to where I was before. I also don't really want to haul around extra weight at races. I'm trying to eat more healthily and hope that that it just slides off. This is tough because I freaking love food. Especially things like red meat, cheese, and ice cream. Oy.
A Time Trial...ish...
I was planning to run the San Francisco Half Marathon in two weeks but now I might not be available to do it. We'll see, but some things from Anthony's side came up and so I may be busy that weekend.
On one hand I'm really disappointed because I was looking forward to it. On the other hand, my training has been pretty sub par for a distance event, so maybe it's for the best.
I also figure it's time to get back to the 5k revolution. I just signed up for one this weekend AND I decided to try to build some confidence this morning:
This morning, I time trialed myself on the treadmill to see if breaking 20 is even possible. It is!
Yeah yeah...I know it doesn't count. The treadmill might be off-pace, I only had it on 1% incline (1.5% is probably more accurate at this speed). Hell, maybe I just let the treadmill run for 20 minutes while I stood by it and did some stretches and then took a pic.
And...I'm just faster on treadmills. I don't know why, just am. I think it's because the weather is great on them, there are no hills, and all you have to do is just run. No worrying about pace.
But if I can break 20 on this machine, maybe I can have the confidence to do it on the road soon.
3.1 x 6:25 = 19:56. Sweet.