That is to say … I’m 31 today.

(I’m just going to apologize to anyone older than me right now.)

It’s funny. I didn’t really mind turning 30 (too much) but for some reason, 31 sounds so much older. You hit the big milestone birthday. Now it’s a full year later.

Whatever. You’re only as old as you feel, right?

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And honestly, I feel pretty damn great.

But I feel like I’m going in reverse. The older I get, the less settled I want to be. For many of my friends, getting married, buying a house and starting a family are long behind them. They now have children in kindergarten, and/or they are on baby #2 or #3. Some have already finished their first marriages. (That’s a nice way to say I have more than one friend who is “my age” who has gotten a divorce.)

And yet, I still feel so far away from all that. Maybe it’s because after years of feeling stuck in the suburbs, paralyzed by debt and/or living in someone else’s house, I finally feel so free, like I’ve been let out of my cage. We have our own apartment again. Everything I want is just an L or cab ride away. I can afford to spend (some) of my money again. On fun things. When our lease ends, we can move to another neighborhood. We can get a place that is bigger or smaller, or has different (or more) amenities. And why would I want to change that? Maybe after a year or two, enjoying this freedom will be out of my system and I’ll want to “settle.” Or not. Whatever. I’m a modern woman.

(But there are moments when I’m like “ermagerd babiezzzzz.” They are still fleeting.)

I’ve been posting to this blog a lot less lately. Maybe you’ve noticed. (If not, no biggie.) Given the name of this blog, I try to focus on running, or significant/interesting other topics. And this year, running definitely took a backseat to other priorities. And lately, I’ve wanted to keep a lot to myself. Or I’ve had things on my mind that I don’t feel like sharing with total strangers and/or people who know me off the blog. Or I’ve been busy doing things more important than blogging. Or I just didn’t feel like running writing. (Wrote “running,” meant “writing,” but my running has decreased too.) Seeing as how this blog isn’t my job, I try not too think too hard about it. If I have something to share, I’ll write. If I don’t feel like sharing, I don’t write. Am I done with blogging? I’ve been thinking about that, but damnit, I paid for my hosting for another 1.5-2 years or something.

Anyway. Some highlights of 30.

I ran 18 races. OY. That included my first marathon and my first relay.

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I reduced the amount of time I spend commuting per day from 4 hours to about 1.5 hours.

#sunrise #viewfromatrainplatform

I swapped this for that when it comes to my typical running spot.

todays' run #latergram #runCHI #runCARA two weeks to #RnRCHI Old Plank Road Trail

And I did a bunch of other stuff, but I have to save some things for my 2013 in Review post, right?

I have a feeling 31 is going to be a great year.