30?!

So, the full marathon has been ran. Training was a bitch, I never lost those 7lbs, I have gone through another boyfriend and had dated someone for a brief moment all within one summer.
And the funny thing is; I never had a worse year. You would think that running a full marathon would be something great, something that you can never get back. Well, that's true, but I ran it on my 30th birthday. A milestone in itself, I will never forget that day. Everything leading up to that time was bad news. Do I regret choices I had made along the way? To tell you the truth, how can you regret something when you obviously enjoyed it at the time? Granted in retropect some things could have been done differently. Yeah, one major 3 month stint could have been avoided. But, what are you going to do?
So, here's what I have now: besides two smelly armpits and a sad realization I did nothing with my day; I have the ability to focus on losing those 7 stubborn pounds (7lbs that everyone thinks I'm crazy for trying to lose, but they aren't me). I have the ability to focus on running the fastest 10K I can along with a 2 hour half marathon. Not only that but I need to focus on finding a career. None of that, and I state fully, none of that will involve a man in my life. I don't need a man and to tell you the truth whenever I had one it made me less than the woman I was before I had a man. So single and sexy yet again...I am completely 100% happy with that.