Yesterday was my birthday. 39. I remember being in college and thinking someone that age was OLD. When it is you staring down that number it doesn’t seem old at all. I love how the mind works with you! Because in reality, I feel more like a 29 year old with the trappings of someone more established and fortunate – good health, loving family, professional and personal passions, yadda yadda. But birthdays always cause me to reflect on life and take inventory on all that I hope to accomplish.
But I’m putting all that aside to say it was one of the best birthdays ever! My dear husband, au pair, and children were all in on it and I was none the wiser. They managed to pull off a big surprise dinner party complete with family and friends from all aspects of my life. Three of my college roommates made the trek to be there and seeing them just brought me back to those college and early 20’s days. It also reminded me of our cocktail napkin pledge and I asked them if they remembered it. They didn’t! So I find myself in a curious place having existential thoughts – if none of them remember the incident that was very profound to me, did it really happen?
Well, I can’t produce their napkins but I remember the conversation like it was yesterday. Forget me remembering something on the grocery list or a family member’s birthday but for whatever reason this moment in time stuck with me and I feel compelled to continue on the journey to fulfill it.
Two of the three thought I was crazy for wanting to do a marathon in the first place but the third said she would do the Boston with me and my dear husband next year. YES. And then another wonderful thing happened. One of their husbands offered to help me secure a number for the race. Is this divine intervention? I do not know…but for now I will continue to be samontherun working on building up my mileage to bring this dream into reality.
Today I ran 5.33 miles after two days of birthday celebrations. I survived! That’s all I can really say about that! And, that tomorrow is a new day. At 39, two days of celebrating is hard on anyone but especially for someone of my advanced age. ; )