I was on a work trip to Salt Lake City last week when I turned 31. Waking up in a bed that isn’t yours without your friends or family definitely makes for an anti-climactic start to a new year. But to be honest, I don’t get super excited about birthdays anymore (or maybe ever?). This past year went by WAY too fast and I feel like I didn’t revel in being 30 long enough. I felt like I just let it slip by without hardly even noticing. I laid there in my super vintage looking airbnb bed just wanting another few minutes with 30.
I forced myself out of bed, quietly made some coffee in the french press, and then laced up my running shoes – because what other way is there to start your birthday? I only had an hour but I found a beautiful trail nearby to explore. I got in a few refreshing miles near a stream to clear my head and prepare myself to tackle another year.
After a day of work and a couple drinks with my intern, I finally got back to San Diego super late. I was feeling kind of blue which isn’t unusual. Birthdays tend to do that to me. I think it’s partly due to the fact that you’re “supposed” to be extra happy and that kind of pressure just has the reverse effect on me. There’s also the aging aspect. Not super fun.
I spent most of the next day lying around at home because it decided to rain on the spa day Brittany had planned. What are the odds, San Diego? Grey skies mixed with another year of age just had me down and out. I couldn’t get myself out of my funk.
But here I am now, a few days into being 31, and my perspective has shifted. This last year flew by not because I wasn’t paying attention or reveling in the moment. It flew by because I was wrapped up in a job I love, books that captivated me, miles with friends that acted as therapy, sunsets that left me in awe and people that made me laugh until my stomach hurt.
This last year wasn’t filled with major milestones or epic globetrotting, but it was incredible nonetheless. I experienced more joy this past year than I have in several years combined. Yes, I ran my first 50k and took a few small trips, but most of my memories this last year are from right here in this vibrant little beach town of Encinitas. I used to have major wanderlust, but nowadays, I am most content being right here at home where the ocean is cold as ice most days and the coffee is made with homemade almond milk and good vibes. It’s truly the best place on earth.
I still have a lot to accomplish in this life but I’d say I’m doing ok for 31.