Watch Me Turn 30, by Ashley N.
Question of the year: Is spending your late 20s living on South Beach and island-hopping the Caribbean as a career a) every responsible adult's fantasy or b) totally outlandish and ultimately unfulfilling for a semi-responsible adult who still places an abnormally high priority on fun? Perhaps the mere concept of what constitutes adulthood has been distorted due to my surroundings.

Through this blog, I hope to figure out what being "almost 30" really means to me...hopefully, before the big b-day next January.

Thanks goes to Holly C. for, first and foremost, agreeing to go on one of my press trips to the 'burbs of Fort Lauderdale and ultimately passing this site along to me.
the photo for May 11, 2008
DAY 121  |  May 11, 2008

Back in Sarasota. Is it just me or are these balcony rails exceedingly low? Scary!

The final results of yesterday's race have been posted. I actually won out of a group of 53, instead of the initial 8 or so I anticipated. But I am still not overly impressed with my time. Why is the 25-29 age group always the slowest? 25 year olds are still out partying on South Beach until 5 a.m. and 29 year olds are busy getting pregnant. I guess they can do whatever the heck they want if I can keep leaving them in the dust.

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