I’m not really into asking for birthday presents — it feels weird after a certain age, right? — but apparently my team mates at work definitely know what I like:
And my favorite thing of all — my birthday card from Oliver:
But seriously, I really don’t like to think of a birthday in terms of things. I don’t know why but I have the best feeling about this year (and no, I don’t always say that.)
Every year I set birthday goals. Like, I write them down and track my progress toward them monthly. I realize this is incredibly nerdy, but it does bring a sense of satisfaction once they’re accomplished. And somehow, despite being constantly convinced I didn’t have time to do anything but work last year, I actually managed to cross everything off my list.
This year’s goals:
- Run two marathons
- Run one ultra marathon
- Visit one foreign country not contiguous to the United States.
- Read two books a month.
Bonus goal: Maybe learn to swim?