When I was 16, I had a car phone. It wasn't a cell phone because no one took them out of the car and it was bulky and gray. I was so cool.
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When I was little, this was what I meant by "playing on the computer"
When I had friends who didn't go to school with me, we became pen pals...like actually hand-wrote letters to each other and mailed them.
If I liked a song when I was younger, I had to wait for it to come on the radio and record it onto a blank cassette tape if I wanted to be able to hear it again later without buying the whole album.
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I actually remember when these were everywhere and only took a quarter to call your parents to say you're done at the mall with your friends and ready to be picked up.
The number one way I know that I'm old is that I now only have one year left of my 20s. That's right, it's not just D-Day and National Running Day, it's also my birthday today!
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In one of those "You know you're a runner when..." moments, I find the most upsetting part about turning 29 is that I only have one year left in my cushy age group before I have to move up to compete against the 30-39 ladies. I often place in small races around here because the 20-29 age group is easy, but my same time wouldn't do as well in the 30-39 group (those women are tougher!). The worst part is that I'm going to be spending half of being 29 either gestating or recovering from giving birth so I will only have a few months to boost my ego with age group awards.
Are you celebrating National Running Day? I'm not doing anything special because you know, it's a Wednesday and I'm still stuck with a dog who can't run but needs to walk so a run outside won't happen. I will run on the treadmill during nap time to make up for it!