I just filled out an application for a race and it asked for ‘the highest age I would reach in 2008’. The answer for me is: 30. I’m not one of those people who is making a big deal about being 30, but I do recognize it as some sort of marker in my life. When I think about being thirty I get that feeling that you get when you wake up in your tent somewhere far from home and just can’t believe that you are where you are. Like getting there and being there is some sort of secret that you discovered. Like you’ve somehow fooled the world by getting away with what you are doing. Which reminds me, it has been awhile since I’ve spent some time in a tent or bivy sac.
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Reaching 30 is awesome dude! It’s almost like starting being young again! I can’t believe you’ve made it either! Whoop whoop.
I can totally relate to that song.