When I was in my very early 20s, I decided it would be a fun idea to have a list of 30 things I wanted to accomplish by my 30th birthday. Some were easily attainable (visit NYC during Christmas, go to a major league baseball game), while others seemed more monstrous (see a giraffe in the wild, complete a marathon). Unfortunately we haven’t booked our trip to Giraffe Manor yet, but I am excited / terrified to announce that the most physically daunting one is in the process of getting crossed off:
I’m running the NYC Marathon!