I’ve been thinking about the so-called mid-life crisis over the last few days (my other half hits the big 4-0 tomorrow!), and I’ve been wondering about last year. I had, according to my other half, a mid-life crisis when I turned 40 last year when I decided that I absolutely had to learn to ride a motorbike!
I had actually sat down at the beginning of last year, as it was the big 4-0 year, and written a list of all the things I had wanted to when I was younger, but had never gotten around to doing for one reason or another. And learning to ride was top of the list, above everything else!
My (logical) reasoning at the time was that I had been a pillion passenger for more years then I cared to remember and seeing as the old age clock was now ticking away faster than I would have liked, it was about time I learned or the chances were I would never do it! So taking my mid-life crisis by the horns I learned to ride. I took two attempts to pass my test and not even falling off and snapping a few bits stopped me, I was that determined! I felt so good the day I passed my test I almost kissed my examiner when he told me I had done it!
I personally don’t class last year as a mid-life crisis, I’ve convinced myself I was just taking stock of my life and the things I’ve done. If I have a mid-life crisis it means I have to admit I’m getting older, and I don’t want to do that!! I’m still a teenager at heart!!
Mind You, looking at these it doesn’t look like I’m the only one