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 September 27, 2008
DAY 260  |  September 27, 2008

This morning, Crunch put on a free yoga class with live music in the park near my house. I was so stoked. Keely and Reagan were good sports and I drug them with me, even though Reagan tried to get out of it due to impending rain and then left early for Starbucks.

This class won't make me leave David Barton for Crunch, but I do give them props for their creative marketing efforts.(They are also teaching people how to "Thriller" dance at a local haunted house.) However, in my usual, "I'm smarter than everyone in this area code" mindset, I'm questioning if they maximized the opportunity to promote their sponsors to a captive audience. I'm also questioning my decision to wear a flesh colored outfit...I feel like Spencer Pratt.

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