3 posts in and I’m already feeling slightly overwhelmed by the commitment of doing this blog series. Issa lot.
Anyway, I’ve been reading through some of my thoughts and trying to see how being a 34 year old went for me in 2018. I had a pretty good year then as well, a year that I can consider my
Despite what I project in this blog, I’m not very sentimental. But I sure am about 2019 and being 35. If ever I had a good year, 35 would be it.
Of course the greatest highlight of the year would be my Big C finish and a few ultra marathons. I still giggle to myself when I think
For such a pap year, 2020 has for the most part been an equally eventful and fulfilling year in comparison to the last couple of years. I had the highest of expectations about turning 36, like a certain brand of tomato sauce that uses 36 tomatoes I thought I’d be All Gold. But it wasn’t all that. It wasn’t
That sounds nuts. 37! But then a few months ago I took a photo of all my three kids and captioned it ‘when people ask these kids about their toppie, they mean me’…. yeah, I’m literally an ou toppie. I don’t think of my age too often though (except when I’m with my guys and we talk about how
My 29 month old daughter sang excitedly a version of the birthday song singing Happy Daddy. So Happy Daddy to me. Today wasn’t so much my birthday (My actual birthday is in January), but I insisted on having a birthday celebration in my honor. But because it was such short notice, the drama was limited to cake, candles and
Last November I watched a documentary on Netflix called The Game Changers. After Comrades Marathon I had really started feeling like an athlete, like a proper athlete. Naturally I started consuming a lot of athletic themed television. The Game Changers was a tipping point of sorts for me, I remember thinking I gotta do Iron Man in a few
I’ve had quite a year as a 35 year old, bidding farewell to my youth. I’m tempted to sit here and reflect on my entire youth, maybe I’ll save it for a later post. What I can reflect on is how better things are; thank God for maturity. I land in the middle age much more hopeful, much more
27. SPIRIT
With roller coasters, so much could go wrong, so much. Yet that won’t stop most of us from spending half an afternoon with strangers queuing for a chance to get on. The closer you get, the more nerve-wrecking it becomes. What if you embarrass yourself? What if you pass out in the ride? What if, God forbid,
25. SCAR
On more than a few occasions I’ve shamefully spoken and gossiped about people who seem to have all the luck but (in my humble opinion) don’t deserve it. Fortune, they say, favors the foolish. I’d complain about how unfair life gets – I mean, I work really hard, but the ones that don’t are living my dream life.
6. DON’T JEALOUS ME
You ever get those situations you say something and it doesn’t quite land the same way it took off? It’s the absolute pits and it happens to me all too often. It happens because we’re all so different; I get upset that I have to learn lessons such as these at my age. Anyway…
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