I went back and forth about whether or not I should write a birthday post. It felt (well, feels) a little narcissistic, but it also seemed like a thing to mention. Obviously, I decided to write one. But I wasn’t in the mood to write a heartfelt letter to my past or future self. And, let’s be honest, I don’t have an impressive social life that would create a fun, fast-paced birthday celebration narrative.
So instead, I decided to briefly chronicle the past year with some photos. I moved to Salt Lake City just a few days before my birthday last year, so this year has been one full of changes and new experiences.
And that brings us about up to today. Being 27 has been a bit crazy for me. I moved to a new state and started a new job. I signed up for an Ironman and started training for my first marathon. We’ll see how being 28 treats me. Fingers crossed!