forty

forty before forty.

in october of 2011 i sat down with a pen, a piece of paper, and the beginnings of a dream.

i made a list.

a list of all the little and the not so little things i always wanted to do and determined i would knock them off – one by one – before my thirtieth birthday. i challenged myself to properly do up the final years of my twenties. to make some noise. to live a little louder.

 

and then i did.

 

for the remainder of my roaring twenties i did the damn thing. i demolished nearly everything i set out to do plus a crap ton of other fun stuff that came up throughout the years.

 

i traveled.

i raced.

i prayed.

i volunteered.

 

i found myself with my size sevens off the ground in hot air balloons, hanging from trapeze bars, and on the aerial yoga silks. i rode motorcycles, rollercoasters, and a mechanical bull in vegas.

 

i stripped down.

i wo-maned up.

i had the time of my life.

 

so here i am… a few years and a couple of kids later… firmly planted in my mid-thirties…. ready to rock again.

 

my list looks a little different the second time around. i will be tackling some of it with my kiddos, some of it with my mister, and some of it – like last time – i have to conquer on my own. and just like the first time i am bringing everyone who cares to join me along for the ride.

you guys ready to do this again?

 

here we go… forty before forty…