Next year I turn 60! I find this really hard to believe actually - I dont think I feel like an 'almost 60' person, and I'm sure I dont act like a 60 year old (I used to think 60 was old), but how does a 60 year old feel? Let alone behave??
Now that I'm getting closer and closer to that number it really doesn't seem that scary, and I really want to do "something special" to mark yet another milestone.
When I turned 21, I celebrated with my fiance, Mum and Dad, my big sister and her husband and my brother. We had a lovely dinner at...
When I turned 30, I was a mother with two young children living in suburbia and had memorable BBQ and party in the back yard of our home. (It was the first "party" I'd had since I was 7!) One of my gifts was a coffee mug that said in bright red "It's Sexy To Be Sixty" - and it was a shock at the time to think I was half way there!
At 40 I was inspired to run 25 kilometres in the rain forest to celebrate. We rented a cottage, and on the morning of my birthday I set off early for my solo run. It was an incredibly soul stirring experience, running along a quiet damp, dirt road through the mist, crossing creeks and listening to the various birds with only my thoughts to keep me company. Ken drove ahead, appearing about every five kilometres to supply me with a bottle of water. It was a very special and memorable experience. We celebrated that night with prawn, barramundi and he even managed to produce a spectacular cake that he'd managed to pack without me knowing!
My 50th was celebrated twice! The week before my birthday I jumped out of a perfectly good aeroplane! My parachute jump saw me attached to 'Muttley' my jump master and in the video I had taken I can been seen smiling, laughing and shouting out at the top of my lungs "this is FANTASTIC!".
My first plan was to run "12 on the 12th". My parachute jump was a bonus, a gift I decided to give to myself. As it turned out, I was in Hong Kong attending a Herbalife convention on 12th March. I decided the streets of Hong Kong were not really conducive to a 12 kilometre run. The hotel I was staying at had a fabulous 'jogging track' that wound around a delightful garden on the 11th floor of the hotel (the Grand Hyatt Hotel and the Renaissance Harbour View Hotel share this amazing garden on the 11th floor!) . I ran round and round and round ..... and round for the first 6 kilometres, then turned and did the same in reverse. It could have been so easy to just not do it. Especially given that I'd consumed numerous glasses of wine at a 50th birthday dinner the night before! But I'd learnt from Jim Rohn "what's easy to do, is easy not to do" and I wasn't prepared to buy some pathetic excuse from myself and have regrets later! I must add I felt sensational achieving my 12 kilometre run!
So far I have one girlfriend who's said she'd be happy to tackle the adventure with me. I wonder if we can manage a group of 6 and have our own private, personal tour? Now THAT would be pretty sensational too.... so I'm just "putting it out there' to the Universe!
(more details, if you're interested can be found at Lifes An Adventure, click here & check it out!)
That's all for now......
till next time