Fifty today.
I have been stressing about it for a while, but it doesn’t really feel any different. I don’t know why I have been worrying about it, but I have, you know thinking about your own mortality and all that fluff. I shouldn’t really, because I’m sure I’m fitter and healthier today than I was on my 40th or even 30th birthday.
When I arrived at work this morning, the window on my office was adorned with “Happy 50th Birthday” banners and a very much enlarged school photograph of me when I was about 8 years old. Now I know what the conspiritorial whispers were about between Kate and Amanda at lunch yesterday.
A 6km loop with Alyssa after work at just over 5:30 min/km pace.
Out for tea tonight with Adrienne, Chris, Kate and Carly to a nice little restaurant called Chartreuse in Niddrie.
I got some nice presents too, including a lovely limited edition framed Pink Floyd memorabilia piece from Adrienne.
Here’s to the next 50!
