Birthday...

I had a really wonderful day yesterday. I just did my normal practicing and exercising, and had a rehearsal with my pianist...but, went out to breakfast with my Phil, and had an awesome time at the Cheesecake Factory with friends. Phil couldn't come due to a gig, but we had enjoyed the beginning part of the day together, so it ended up working out just fine.

I swam 2000 in the morning, and then intended to go out for a 4 mile run (since I'm 24...get it?)...or, maybe 5m, so I would have 'one to grow on'...

So-Bryce, Kurt, and Liz came over before dinner and we went for a run through Forest Hills Park and it ended up being way more than I had desired (probably 6m), but once I got over the fact that I was running a WHOLE EXTRA MILE (why does that little mile feel so huge when you aren't mentally prepared to conquer it?), it was an invigorating run.

Dinner was great, and I got phone calls and messages all day from friends (blog-buddies included!) and relatives. All in all, a beautiful birthday. I have trouble with birthdays ('special' days in general) because I feel all this pressure for things to go perfectly...I'm getting over it (I realize it's a ridiculous expectation), but I must say that yesterday surpassed all expectations irregardless.