Turning 25

I turned 25 last month.

It's time for my quarter-life crisis. What if I want to be a zoologist instead of work in TV? What if I want to drive a Ferrari instead of an SUV? What if I want to live in Italy instead of Indiana?

Yeah... none of that. I hardly noticed when the clock rolled over and I was suddenly 25 years old. Meh. I can rent a car now (cue the sarcasitic "woooo").

But what was awesome about turning 25, is that a bunch of people came over to help me celebrate with poker, flip cup, and beer pong.

Half the crew, gearing up for another round of Flip Cup

Plus! I received a lot of awesome triathlon-related gifts!

Ryan wrapped his presents in Christmas paper...

What could it be?

A Garmin Forerunner 305!

I was very excited to take it out for a test-run. I wore it while Ryan and I walked Maggie around the block. I "oooed" and "ahhed" at it's fanciness.

As I mentioned in my last race report, it was absolutely instrumental in helping me stay under 11 minute-miles during the run-portion of my triathlon.

I love you, Garmin. Let's never part.

But with new-found heart rate knowledge came a lot of heartache (okay... that was totally over dramatic, but I had to give you a little tease so you'll come back for more, right?!)

Stay tuned for the story of my beating heart...


JojaJogger said...

Welcome to the Garmin cult! Sounds like you had a great birthday, it only gets better from here.

Adam said...

OLD!! Bring on the discounts at Denny's.

Diana said...

Oh to be 25 again! OK, maybe not-these 40's have been pretty damn decent!

Mike said...

Happy Belated Birthday!!! How's the Garmin treating you???

That Pink Girl said...

Happy Birthday!!! Looks like it was a great one. You've got an exciting year ahead of you!

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