The Big 2-9

Man, my twenties are flying by. Tomorrow I'm turning 29. The penultimate. The last hoorah. It's not all wine and pain killers though. I actually don't feel that old. I'm not that old. I don't think I'm that old at least.

Anyhow, I started this blog when I was 27. 27 was one of the biggest years of my life -- it encapsulated the bad and the good. I won't go into the gory details, but thought it appropriate to provide a quick run-through. Here's a summary of my life from 27:

1. Visit to family in Uruguay (with a stop over in Buenos Aires)

2. Met the love of my life

3. Changed careers (same industry, so more a shift in focus)

4. Ran the NYC Marathon

5. Long weekend in Nantucket

6. Mid-night run on New Years eve

7. Maine Half-Marathon

8. Sky diving in New Paltz

9. Built to Spill live

10. Moved to the Upper West Siiiide

11. Needed escape to USVI

12. Summer BBQs in Long Island

13. SOHO House Weekend stay-cation (good times)

29, although you suck, I'll make the most of you. Already have a few things lined up and some targets to hit. And I still have my eye on the western frontier god damnit. See you there.

UPDATE: Ran my first half-marathon of the year on 1/24 (The Manhattan Half-marathon in Central Park, NYC)