Dress (vintage from a street vendor in London), belt (thrifted, Berlin), strappy sandals (Mango)
Pictures from an evening at the Brooklyn museum with the girls and Mitchell followed by a stop at our local watering hole, Washington Commons. Yes we were there the night before too.
Mood: Confident but a bit bored.
Progress: Woke up early and went on a 3 mile run around Prospect Park with Rachael — even with a hangover from last night's debauchery.
Mentally: Feeling good after the run and excited about wearing this dress out for the first time, but still feeling a bit like something is missing.
Physically: There were a few points in the run when I felt like I wanted to die (especially when Rachael made me do the stairs) but after I felt healthy, and incredibly hungry. Still no sugar!
Emotionally: Felt energized and happy, but the neediness from last night spilled over. I have been out so much with the girls since I got back and it has been great, but I think we are all starting to be in need of some male attention.
Thoughts About Turning 30: A friend who I haven't seen since I got back from Berlin, who also happens to be a lot younger than me, met up with us last night. I invited him to my birthday dinner and of course he asked how old I was turning and when that 30 came out of my mouth, I all of a sudden felt old. His reaction was to say that I don't look it, which made me feel even older. What does 30 look like anyway?
