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Life at 30: The Mental Roadblock Ahead
By The SVB • 5:20:00 PM • • Comments : 1
During the game, I cursed under my breath when seeing these irresponsible kids throwing their bodies around with reckless abandon. I managed to huff and puff my way through the game, and avoided pulling a hamstring. I congratulated myself on not getting injured afterwards and also thought that I'm just not ready to start playing golf yet. While shaking hands, I called everyone 'sonny'. As in, "good game sonny, you're really developing into a fine player. I'm sure your father's real proud of you." (OK, not really, but I should've.)
The next day I went running, and then the next, and the next after that. I just can't let myself settle so easily into slow-twitch muscle life. I'm hoping that the mental roadblock will wear off, because 30 is really just a number. I don't feel any different.
My friend Seth got me a 'MMM Burrito' shirt for my birthday that I'm actually wearing today, and I thought, 'am I that guy who's obviously old, but is still wearing board shorts and t-shirts made for the college crowd?!?'
I know this is all a phase, and I know many of you expect light humorous subject matter on this blog - but I'M A PERSON TOO GOSH DARNIT!!!! Best guitar player in the world! Self-taught - no lessons Pop!
I know I say 30 is the new 16, but it sure doesn't feel like it. What happened to my pimples? I loved those. What about putting $.50 cents in the gas tank? That was fun too. What about being able to have a girlfriend, but never really saying much except 'I love you' all the time? Those were the days....
Silicon Valley Bachelor
P.S. My next post will be happy, titled: "Senility, Sterility, and Samsonite: Why I shouldn't jump."
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