Things I've Quit Since Turning 30
Freedom is saying no!
Saying “no.” It’s often touted as the universal salve to self actualization. But if you’re someone with remotely people pleasing tendencies, it can be a little more complicated than smashing a cartoon veto button.
I turned 30 in February, an age I’d looked forward to for a long time, as women in my life promised it would bring with it clarity and certainty. You try having your first kid during your Saturn return! Anyway, these are shifts I made in the last six-ish months, some of them adhered to as law and others more like gentle pauses I’m making for now.
Workout classes
I love a reformer pilates class. Yoga can truly send me into another dimension. But for this stage of life, when my hours are rarely my own, I’m opting out of workout classes.
My mom always worked out at home, and she’s incredibly healthy. I have fond memories of her laying out a towel to do crunches or storing her weights in a bookshelf. Walking to the class, paying $50, and then walking home—there’s a time and place where this feels like self care. It’s just not right now for me.
Instead, I walk on the treadmill in my gym, lift weights to YouTube videos with peppy women who use royalty-free music, and walk as much as humanly possible.




