The Birthday Post

Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear ... me ...

Is it totally self-indulgent to blog on your birthday?

It's just that I've already eaten my lunch and have about a half hour to kill, so why not?

I'm 28 years old today. 7 years past 21 and only 2 years shy of 30. This should scare me, right? Or at least cause me to call into question my life's goals, aspirations, ect., right?

It really doesn't.

I haven't dwelled on or dreaded the number 28 any more than I did 26 or 27. There's no question about it—I'm in my late 20s, but it really doesn't bother me because in the great scheme of things, I'm still a young whipper snapper. And quite frankly, 28 feels like a cool age. The only real differences between my late 20s and early 20s are nothing but positive: I'm more mature, I'm more relaxed and I know better.

And I'm surrounded by a large group of people who love me as much as I love them and when you have that in your life, there's really not much to complain about.

So yes, happy birthday to me!

But anyway, there's nothing too major to report about my weekend other than ya know, I ran for almost 3 and a half hours on Sunday.

The top of my hand looks oddly wrinkly.  Must be because I'm 28.

Yup, I got in my 20 miles and contrary to popular belief, it didn't kill me! For some reason my back felt like it was bent into a question mark when I was finished, but other than that, I had/have zero lingering soreness. In fact, after I got home and chugged some water and sat with an ice pack, I was good to go.

Strange, right?

I've been plenty exhausted during long runs and these 20 miles were no different, but what I really struggled with during this run was the boredom. I chose to stick to the paved trails because it's completely flat and running on the dirt path is taxing, so I did 3 down and backs with a few extra miles tossed in at either end. And you know what's really monotonous and boring? 3 down and backs on the same trail you've been running on almost every other day for over 3 years.

Now that my longest long run is out of the way, I have one more week of intensive weekday workouts and then I FINALLY get to start tapering. I think this means I have to stop eating like a pig in the near future, but I'm really looking forward to the race and then living like a normal person once again!

A few other highlights:

On Saturday night, Clayton and I found ourselves watching Food Paradise on the Travel Channel and watched an entire episode that was about nothing but famous fried chicken restaurants around the country. About 20 minutes in, we both had a massive hankering for fried chicken and ran out to the grocery store to get the fixins'. I've told you before that my husband makes dynamite fried chicken and with the homemade mashed potatoes and fresh sweet corn, he outdid himself this time!

Do you put pickles on your fried chicken? If not, you should.

I contributed to our food intake a little bit this weekend and baked a batch a pumpkin spice cookies. I cheated and used a pre-made mix for the cookies, but that's because I was saving my time and effort for a new recipe I found for browned butter frosting. Mixie and I whipped up a batch of the thick, creamy concoction and topped each cookie with a large spoonful and a dash of cinnamon. The verdict? Perfect cookie for fall!

Last and certainly NOT least: Does anyone remember my coveting of that gorgeous magenta leather satchel from Fossil a few weeks back? Well, a little birdie (my sister-in-law) tipped Clayton off to my obsessing and he and his family went in on my birthday gift and well ...

I shook like a little leaf when I saw the purple-y leather peaking out at me in its box. The second I knew what the gift was, my first thought was (after I felt the first surge of pure joy), "Wow. I am incredibly loved."

Moral of the story: Put it on Pinterest and someone in your family is bound to see it.

To answer your question, yes, this bag does look and feel like heaven with handles. It's classy for work and roomy enough to carry a book and my journal. I felt like a super model strolling into work with it today and every time I use it, I get to think of my family.

There is NOTHING like a new handbag, and I am more than happy with my decision to wait and let the right handbag come to me BECAUSE IT TOTALLY DID. DREAMS DO COME TRUE!

I hope you all have a FANTASTIC day, and I can't wait to report back to you tomorrow with all of my birthday happenings! (Which is just Clay and I going out to dinner. I'm so boring in my old age.)


  1. Happy birthday lady! Well done on your run, it's all down hill from here :) P.S. We must be running marathons the same time? yay!


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