When you tell people you’re turning 30 you almost feel the need to grit your teeth and act as though it’s a big deal, or that life is being unkind making you say goodbye to your 20s, but in all honesty I wasn’t that bothered and it turns out I feel exactly the same as I did at 29. Perhaps when you have far more important things going on in your life, starting a new decade becomes quite insignificant.
I have listened to podcasts by women talking about turning 30 and how it really got them down, a lot of it was due to losing the innocence of their 20s and that you are less likely to get away with making mistakes because now you’re a real grown up. Most of us are only pretending in our 20s.
Or maybe there is more to it and the significance of the Saturn Return plays a bigger part, depending on if you believe in astrology. I used to pay more attention to it but since I’ve been in a happy relationship, I don’t look to the stars to provide me hope in finding my prince charming. Turns out he was sitting across the office from me.
So if you’re 29 going on 30, you should know that it can be an enlightening turning point in your life and it’s not all doom, gloom and birthday cards telling you you’re old from now on.
Desert Island Discs on Radio 4 is a great listen
I started a new job about 9 months ago at a CRM agency in Bristol, I can’t begin to explain how much happier I am there compared to my last job – James could probably explain better as he had to live with me through those miserable two years. The location of the job is also an improvement as it’s right in the centre meaning I don’t have to get in my car and sit in traffic, I can now walk to work and completely switch off. I’ve only recently discovered podcasts that aren’t just about unsolved murders and conspiracy theories, but people talking about life, love, food, experiences, and travel. Desert Island Discs on Radio 4 is a great listen, these well known public figures and celebrities talking honestly and openly about their lives without promoting anything is a breath of fresh air. One of my favourites is JK Rowling where she corrects some of the stories that have been told about her when she was writing Harry Potter. I’ve also started reading more autobiographies instead of my usual go-to thrillers. They’re often a lot more relatable and can be truly inspiring, like Wild by Cheryl Strayed.
Marks and Spencer make some really lovely clothes
I think most women know that if we need good quality underwear, reliable tights or a nice sandwich on our lunch break, Marks and Spencer is our most trusted ally but who knew their clothes could be just as wonderful. I don’t know if they’ve always been good or I’m slow to the market but I will now be spending a little bit longer perusing all the floors.
Social media is really dull
Now this may not just be a turning 30 thing but is it just me or has social media got really quite boring. I think the FOMO affect has passed and more people are just sharing photos via private messaging with their closest family and friends. I was once a continuous scroller of Facebook and Instagram but if I do ever open up the apps these days, I’m bored within 30 seconds.
Family is one of the most important things
Family has always been very important to me and I feel very lucky to be so close to mine, along with having a husband that understands and joins in. Cherishing and spending time with family is one of the most important things and shouldn’t be taken for granted.
Cancer is a massive jerk
Mum was diagnosed with breast cancer in November last year and it has been a huge eye opener on so many levels. Firstly, cancer is a massive jerk and I didn’t expect to want to learn so much about it – turns out that’s how I deal with it. It’s put a lot of things in perspective and changed my priorities in life. It’s made me realise where I draw happiness from and how much I truly value my parents.
People going through chemotherapy are some of the strongest, bravest people
After two rounds of surgery at the beginning of the year, Mum started chemotherapy last month. I went along to the first session and once we were settled, we both burst into tears at the unfairness of it all and the sudden realisation of what Mum was about to put herself through. A woman sat in the chair next to us handed us some tissues and we managed to pull ourselves together. People going through chemotherapy are some of the strongest, bravest people I’ve met and my mum sits right at the top of that list. I’m so proud and inspired by her attitude, the way she keeps facing each session head on knowing the debilitating side effects that are to come.
Going for a run 4 times a week
Watching someone you know who is fit and healthy become a target of such a terrible disease almost makes you wonder if there are benefits to watching your weight or avoiding that last slice of cake. Then again I guess there comes more problems if you go down the route of becoming a tubster so I’ve decided doing a run 4 times a week is not hard and can’t do any harm.
I still hate running
I’ve also concluded from this that I still hate running and I can’t see myself ever growing to like it. I like the idea of it, I enjoy the feeling after, the muscles I’m slowly gaining in my calves but oh my god is the main event boring. When I’m running on the treadmill with only a concrete wall in front of me, I can’t help but stare at the clock wishing the minutes away, watching the seconds creep by slowly. It only gets a little easier when you’re running outside and for the time being I’ve accepted it as a good way of keeping fit.
So maybe it’s been a combination of stepping into my thirties and life being put on hold for a while that I’m starting to appreciate the joys of getting older, along with facing the hardships and realising life isn’t all about ticking off lots of holidays. I can find happiness, feel in control and a purpose by being there for the ones I love and continuously learning to keep my mind young, whilst my body tries to keep up on the treadmill!