Another lap.
I realize that this website is for my company, but sometimes I struggle to separate professional me from personal me. Tomorrow I turn 46 and because this is now the slow, gradual descent toward 50, I can't help but reflect on things I've learned, and am still learning. I am by no means an expert, but 46 years of grinding away on this planet has provided a few lessons.
Live below your means. It buys you options.
I was asked recently if I was surprised by the direction my career had taken. My answer was immediate and simple: No. I have always expected to be here. 25 years ago I had a clear vision, worked every day toward it, maintained my integrity, and here I am. There’s no surprise in that.
I’m not a woman who needs much. If I have my family, my dogs, a handful of trusted friends, access to a lake or river and some fresh pesto, I’m pretty content.
Watching live music is one of my very favorite activities. In another life, I would have been a professional groupie. But a groupie who makes good decisions.
Speak your mind. Always. It may be uncomfortable, but that’s okay. I’d rather be honest than polite.
Revisit your bucket list regularly. I made one about 20 years ago and I’ve been steadily crossing things off the list. I’ve got a long way to go, but goals are a good thing.
Do one thing each year that scares the shit out of you. It’s healthy.
Stop apologizing, unless it’s truly warranted. Especially if you’re a woman. Just stop.
Doing the right thing is always the right choice. Even if you think you’ll somehow lose. Shady decisions are always brought to light.
What does not kill you makes you stronger. I went to college on an athletic scholarship and was basically ground into a pulp on a daily basis. This quote hung above my bed during my entire college career. It’s what got me through. I still believe it.
When my parents turned 40. I distinctly remember thinking that they should probably just go lie down in the street because it was over for them. And here I am staring down 46 and wondering with alarming frequency if I can pull of a half shirt (I can’t), pink hair (also no) and a nose ring (hard no). Perspective is amazing.
I realize that in 46 years I should have learned more. And I did. I know how to calculate the valuation of a company, do minor home projects, and can frame up a target market like a boss. So, I’ll take it. Feeling pretty good about things as I enjoy my food drenched in pesto while petting my dogs as I round the home stretch on another lap around the sun.