So, in 15 days I leave my 20’s forever.  That’s right folks, on November 18th, Michael Cleveland turns 30 years old!!  How did this happen?  I’ve been acutely aware of that question for a few weeks now.  I think it has something to do with the fact that all of my friends have children and mortgages and Courtney and I…don’t.  Not that I’m complaining really.  We had some amazing experiences since we got married and are definitely the people we are now because of those experiences.  But that doesn’t change the fact that I’m turning 30 and I’m aware of it.

I don’t feel 30.  I mean I don’t think I do.  I’m not really sure what 30 is supposed to feel like.  I guess it’s in the little things.  I’m more drowsy in the morning than I used to be, it takes a minute longer to recover from strenuous exercise, that sort of thing.  And I guess that’s where it starts.  I think back to college, back in the days where I’d eat a pizza for dinner, watch TV until 11:30pm, go have fourth meal (a cheeseburger and ranch fries at the Purple Onion), go to sleep, wake up and do it again, and again, and again.  I can’t really do that anymore.  In fact, I actually have to like, eat healthy and stuff to keep my weight down.  It’s the pits…

Other than those things, I feel like I’ve always felt.  But I guess it will hit me like it does everyone at some point.  Can’t stay young forever, which is okay.  Speaking of which, I’m headed to see my best friend from childhood today on the way to Richmond.  Ty and I have been friends since 7^th grade.  He and his wife Gail just had their first child (case and point on the ‘can’t stay young forever’ diatribe), Graham Otis Hagler.  I am so calling him Otis FOREVER!!   You hear that Ty?!  FOREVER!!  Courtney and I are on the way to Philly for Revolve this week and then after that it’s on to Portland, OR.  That’s right, a 45hour drive across the country and possibly through bad weather.  I’m syked.