07 June 2007
Tomorrow marks the beginning of the last year of my 20s. That’s right - I am turning 29. That’s a curious age. Currently when I refer to someone as being in their 30s, I am placing them into an age bracket that seems so far from where I am. But it’s not. It’s a mere 12 months away from engulfing me.

I used to think that this would be a hard age to turn, but the more I think about it the more I am ok with it. Why not simply embrace the inevitable? It’s a path I’m going to have to walk one way or another? However, if I claim to be in some sort of early-mid-life crisis maybe I could get away with getting the V-max I’ve always wanted.