How the eff was this 28 years ago, and more importantly, where is that Care Bear now?
Today I turn 32.
For someone whoâ€™s been apprehensive and even struggled with birthdays before, Iâ€™m totally ok with this one. (Talk to me when Iâ€™m 35, though.)
All of you 30-somethings who commented two years ago that your thirties were far better than your twenties, well, youâ€™re right.
Seven years ago, when I turned 25 in D.C., I had no idea who I was and what I was doing with my life. That was not a good birthday at all, and I moved to NYC several months later, and began to finally take charge of my own life.
I started this blog, which honestly changed my life.Â
I joined the NYJL, took on a leadership role which challenge and fulfilled me, completed my term and then took a step back afterwards because it was right for me.
I lost 50 pounds, and yeah, I look a little better than I used to, but I also am taking better care of my health, both physically and mentally. I love therapy and yoga. (If that statement doesnâ€™t scream thirty-something, I donâ€™t know what does.)
I have challenged myself physically in ways I never thought possible: Iâ€™ve completed a handful of triathlons (including swimming in the Hudson, although maybe thatâ€™s not one of my better decisions?), close to 30 half-marathons (my favorite distance! 25-year-old Theodora is definitely laughing), four marathons, including finally breaking four hoursÂ and I even finally embraced strength training.
I survived a number of crappy jobs, but never stopped believing that the right one for me was out there, and I found it.
I realized the hard way who werenâ€™t my friends, and who were my true people.
Iâ€™ve learned how to let criticism from those who donâ€™t matter roll off my back, and take constructive criticism from those who speak up because they truly care.
Iâ€™m far from perfect, and Iâ€™m far from having life figured out (LOLLLL), but I know whatâ€™s notÂ right for me and how to take steps to change it.
Iâ€™m looking forward to this year, and the rest of my 30s and all that they bring, and Iâ€™m celebrating looking forward to what may come, rather than obsessing over what I donâ€™t have.Â
I started this post before yoga this morning, and I canâ€™t think of a better way to have started my birthday, setting my intentions for today and for the rest of this year.
Itâ€™s going to be a good one.