Age is haunting me.

I finally got down to business and signed up for the Lincoln Half Marathon. Everything was going smoothly until I got to the 'age the day of the race' portion. To be completely honest, I had a hard time writing 3-0. I don't feel what I expect 30 to feel like. Well, except maybe for the wrinkles that keep appearing and the dark circles and the overall lack of energy I have...but really, I'm 22 max.

Seriously though, I'm not all that concerned with how I look as I get older. It's more the goals or dreams I've had. Brief thoughts or bygone resolutions. I always feel a little disappointed in myself when I realize that in my 30 glorious years, there are things I feel I should have accomplished already.

I'm sure it's something everyone goes through. I just hope I'm not too scared to pursue them now. It's not my kids, my job...my age...or my geography. It's all me. The world's biggest roadblock.

Maybe my road past 30 can include being confident. Or finding the confidence to pursue, 100%, some of the things I've put on the sidelines.

Failure is after all, just a learning experience, right?!