Is it really possible to start over at 54?
As I sit at this keyboard and write with some old school trance helping to motivate my thought processes, I realise it is time to wipe the slate clean of everything and everyone who doesn’t have a positive influence on me or the direction in which I should be moving.
As kids, we asked someone’s age and after letting us know, our response was always “Wow, that’s old”. The person may have been in their forties, but the perception was that is old.
Now, decades later, I am that old guy getting asked the same questions by youngsters. Time has no sense of patience and the years pass us by in an instant. The longer we wait for things to happen, the longer they evade us.
I have plodded through life being lazy and comfortable. Maybe it is time to challenge myself daily instead of when it is a necessity. There are many days where I feel I would be better off in bed. I have travelled a bit and for the experiences will always be grateful. I have published two books, but those are not making any money and I don’t have the budget to advertise.
Whatever I have missed in life, I want to experience it now.
I am not naïve to believe everything I want is going to happen. What I understand is those things I want to make happen, I have to make happen. The work has to be done.
How do you start over at 54?
At my age, time is running out for fun, and the only thing I can really do is bootstrap a business doing something I enjoy; writing.
I have started over so many times it has to be the right thing to do right now and am owed a break sometime. I have paid my dues to the failed or stagnating business world, and those lessons need to pay off for me.
What I don’t have at the moment is motivation. Procrastinating seems to be the one good thing I am good at. I have tried all the apps and templates to track everything, but that exercise normally lasts a week and then it is back to forgetting to do anything except lounge around when I get home from work.
Covid and its restrictions have thrown all of us under a bus. Some flourished. Some crashed and burned. I am between the two, leaning more toward the crashing side of things.
I am not totally down and out, but it just feels there is much more out there for me, which I am not allowing myself to experience. Maybe I should chase happiness instead of hoping it will fall into my lap.
Who I have is a friend who is the most amazing woman, muse and motivator anyone could hope to have in their lives. She will push me to be the best version of me and I will do the same for her.
What I needed to do was determine my WHY:
- How do I help others?
- What am I good at?
- What will make me happy?
My why is to help everyone through the haze surrounding diets and obesity and use the simplest, most effective methods to do this. The way this will make me happy is I can write and get my experiences, wins and losses out there to help people beat obesity the natural way.
It is a little daunting to think of starting over so late in the game, but I need to do this.
Getting the body in shape is going to be a permanent fixture of this journey.
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