I realise that I haven’t been very consistent with posting on my blog lately. Life has been quite the whirlwind since September started. I find myself either insanely business or lacking even a particle of motivation. Neither of which is conducive to keeping up a blog haha!
Anyway… I’ve been 30 for almost 3 months now and I think back to the start of July when I was apprehensive about turning the big 3-0. Why was I so worried?
It sounds so clichéd but I literally waited until midnight, while James slept beside me, waiting for the hand to tick over to officially announce that it was my 30th birthday, and the moment it clicked, I felt different. Yep, it sounds really silly and maybe it is all in my head… but I felt great.
I woke on the morning of the 16th July so ready to start being 30.
In the last 3 months I’ve passed my driving test, started at a yoga class, joined a running club, ran my first 5k, my second 5k and my first 10k, I started my degree course, I let go of grudges and broken friendships and I started paying more attention to my important and existing friendships in my life. It’s been so good and I hope the rest of my year can go just as well. I’ve more planned… more goals to reach for and things to keep me busy. I’m happier and settled in myself, comfortable in my own skin and confident of the wisdom I’ve gained in my 30 years on earth. 30 is actually awesome.