I have 30 days left until my next birthday. Honestly, I thought I'd be really close to my goal by now. But I'm not.
The gym I go to is having a Biggest Mover contest. For 30 days, your attendance and participation in group classes, personal training, and so on is tracked and you are awarded points. The 'biggest mover' or the person with the most points at the end of 30 days wins.
I am going to win. It's obviously a sign - 30 days of contest, 30 days until I'm officially in my 'late' twenties...the universe conspires for me to take home this prize.
Or at the very least, I'm going to beat Gary :)