I’m 30. I still can’t believe it. I’m sorry for the sweaty post-workout pic and I swear my hair does not really appear that red in person. I made Neil take this to commemorate the day, is that strange?
The day was a little bittersweet, as you might expect a minor milestone to be. People kept asking me what my plans were throughout the day, and I just didn’t have an answer. I couldn’t gauge what they were really getting at. Did I have dinner plans? Am I hoping to get my doctorate in five years? It felt like any other day to me, because it was, but some part of me felt like it was detaching and being left behind. I don’t know, I’m not prophetic so I won’t try to be. I jokingly answered each inquiry with “well I’m leaving my twenties better than I found them.” At least that’s true, and for that I’m so grateful.
Our plans for the day were fairly routine: dentist appointments, work and a CrossFit WOD. The weather was absolutely amazing. Sunny, breezy and in the 70s! We decided to travel by bike and take the trail to the dentist and work. Traffic aside, it was so relaxing. The sun was up, there were deer on the trail. Total trip was just shy of 7 miles for me and 12 for Neil.
After all the biking, a 900m shuttle-run WOD, and another mile and a half with the dogs (I’m pretty sure I broke my PR for max daily fitness) we were absolutely starving when we got home. We went to work immediately on dinner, two oven-baked pork chops and a bunch of asparagus. The marinade we made was fantastic:
2 bone-in pork chops (about 4 ounces each) plus…
4 garlic cloves, halved
2 tablespoons Braggs Liquid Aminos
2 tablespoons coconut sugar
1 tablespoon coconut oil
Salt and freshly ground pepper
I pulsed everything in the food processor, poured it over the chops and baked them at 350 F for about 45 minutes. Enjoyed them with a few special drinks and it was lovely. I can’t imagine marking the day any other way than comparing hamstring soreness with my husband and protecting my dinner from four ravenous pets.
And just because it was my birthday, and there were just a few hours left to do whatever I wanted, I got a “magic” soda and Twizzlers. They’re magic because you can customize the flavors and add more flavor. All sugar and syrup, totally terrible.
I’m contemplating a bucket list, but I’m still not sure. For now, I’m still enjoying the vagueness of what the next ten years could have in store.
If you could celebrate your birthday any way you want, how would you spend the day?