Twenty-Five vs. Thirty

Don’t laugh but when I turned twenty-five I had a little quarter life crisis. It seems silly, but whatever, different ages effect us all differently. I’ve seen people have a tough time with thirty and I couldn’t wait to be thirty.


When I was twenty-five I did something pretty stupid. I ran a marathon without training. Why, you may ask? My best friend Julie had found a List of Things to do Before I Die paper we had made as kids. She had listed compete in a pie eating contest, which she did. In fact she excelled at eating pie and won the contest. I hadn’t done anything on my list and was inspired by Julie (and my quarter-life crisis).

So I decided I wanted to run a marathon, but I didn’t have time to train. I also thought that if I didn’t run the marathon then I would never run one because I was getting too old and my running days were done, etc., etc., etc.,.

I know I’m training for a half marathon now and it’s not the same as a marathon, but I feel strong—stronger than I did when I was twenty-five. And I think I am in better running shape now than I was then. I know even more about the body which enables me to do helpful exercises and stretches to help keep my knees safe. (Note: I still don’t think I’m in better shape than I was between the ages of 18-20. I’m not delusional.)

I’m not at all bothered by the youthful stupidity that enabled me to register for and run a marathon without training. I appreciate that stupidity, but what I don’t like looking back at that time is my thinking that if I didn’t run a marathon then I would never do one. Now, five years later, I feel that if I don’t run a marathon it is a choice because I don’t want to commit to the demanding schedule it takes to properly train. However, I feel like if I took the time to train I could run it. I didn’t believe in that (or me) in the same when I was twenty-five. And in that I now see the error of my ways. And I’m hopeful that I can keep doing what I enjoy and get older at the same time. I can even get better at what I enjoy.

I am five years older, but also five years stronger.

(The photos: this is my Birthday Bunch. These are the relatives that share a March birthday with me so we celebrate together every year. I think I look much better in one than the other–one is from 2006 when I turned 25, the other from this year when I turned 30. Which would you guess is which?)
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About the Author:

Maggie Downie
Thank you for giving your time to stop and read my blog. I hope it encourages you to keep moving. Move and the body will be happier. And when you're moving you can hike, run, swim in Jell-O, race over non-Newtonian fluids, travel the world or build igloos--if that's your thing. If not, you can watch me do it. This is just a spot to try and feel good about life.

2 Comments

  1. Jovita August 10, 2011 at 12:37 pm - Reply

    Wow,you guys don’t age! It’s so impressive! Totally impossible to tell which photo is from 2006 and which 2011

  2. Deborah August 10, 2011 at 2:52 pm - Reply

    Hmmmmmm, I can totally tell because I know which year Ruth shared the birthday celebration 🙂
    I’d prefer to discuss your comment, “I’m not delusional.” 🙂

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