I had a birthday. And I turned...29. Yup. Sometimes I think I still only turned 24.5 but I had a birthday run, and that run shed some light on me. And on that run, those beautiful four miles in the rain, with a rainbow, I knew 29 would be fine. And I was going to own it. I had a great day. It started out with a nice run. Actually the best run. I loved every minute of it. And then we had a wonderful birthday lunch at Simple Simon's with my family. My sister took family pictures (that was so fun, remember to not do that on my birthday again ;) And then I took Porter on a train ride around downtown Riverside. And then we hung out. Porter and Caleb took naps and I hung out with my mom and sisters. And then it was time for Christmas Eve.
And you know what? So far, 29 is just fine.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
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You are amazing. I can't believe how much you were able to run during your pregnancy and so soon after. And to LOVE running as much as you do? I think 4 miles on my birthday morning would be described as a torturous start to the day :)
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