Spending time.

I’ve been thinking a lot about this concept of “spending time” lately. Perhaps it’s because I have a high-demanding job­ -  that more than keeps me on my toes - which results in precious, limited free time, that I want to make sure the downtime I have is spent well.

It’s no secret to any of you now that I am a big proponent of a healthy lifestyle (if it is, then know that I am), and I place great value is spending time looking after myself. This is critical for my well-being and sanity.

As 48 is rapidly nipping at my heels, it has become increasingly more important for me to do the best I can by my body, and for me, over the years, that has become moving it as much as I can, and exercising my brain through reading. Quite often I am sure I sound like a big ole’ dorkette when asked what I do for “fun”, and my answer is reading, writing and exercise. Doesn’t sound like much fun to most people, and it sure wasn’t what I counted as a good time in my younger years. But life has a way of sneaking up on you, and in the blink of an eye, you’re suddenly 10 years older with bad knees. (Sigh.) These birthdays are blessings, of course, as so many people leave this world every day at far younger ages, but they do still come as a shock as the numbers wind up. One minute you’re dancing atop at bar during a crazy night in New York at 3am, and the next you’re happily in bed by 8:30pm with a book in a sedate Northern California, all in the span of what feels like a few short years. (If you’re not there yet, hold on. This nesting is coming for you too.)

 So as I face reality that I’m literally rounding out my 40’s, how I spend my time is of the utmost importance to me. Reading, writing, travel, exercising, nurturing relationships and spending time with my 11 year-old daughter (okay, dog) Avery are top priorities. Everything else, nah, not so much.

#thetruthaboutyourlate40s

Xo,

T

Catching up with a friend in Colorado.

Catching up with a friend in Colorado.

Welcomed by a gorgeous 4am sunrise at the Melbourne, Australia airport, as I awaited my connection to Hobart, Tasmania.

Welcomed by a gorgeous 4am sunrise at the Melbourne, Australia airport, as I awaited my connection to Hobart, Tasmania.

With my best girl.

With my best girl.

Lurkin’ around the streets of Tokyo.

Lurkin’ around the streets of Tokyo.

Funnin’ w my fellow Lady Lions in Boston.

Funnin’ w my fellow Lady Lions in Boston.