My Healthy Revolution: Almost 30
In one month, I will be 30 . I remember when my mom turned 30. I thought 30 was SO old. All throughout high school, I still thought 30 was so old. In my early twenties, 30 still felt like it was ages away and so old. And now, here I am staring down the last days of my twenties. And I don't feel so old . Sure, there are signs of aging on this body. Signs that I spent a little too much time in the sun some years without wearing the requisite sunscreen or hat. Signs that I was less than careful with sharp objects. Signs that I am clumsy. Signs that I have made bad decisions over the years. But there are also some amazing signs. Signs that it has carried and birthed children . Signs that it has nourished and been a soft place to land for those children. Signs that it is resilient as it once again shows me its strength during training runs. Signs that I may be 30, but I am not old . And that became even more clear to me this past weekend. This past weekend, I made the trek to BC wit...