In my teens and 20’s, I loved a good adventure. Nothing made me feel more alive than going on trips that involved a decent dose of danger. My boyfriend (now husband) and I grabbed onto any outdoor trip we could, including building trails in California, soaking naked in Colorado hot springs, diving in Bonaire, riding horses in the mountains of Ecuador, climbing rock faces in Arizona, and paddling the whitewater of Idaho. That was LIFE!
Then, around 30 years old, we got married and had babies. Sleep became a distant memory, my body changed, job pressures mounted, my husband was frequently gone for work and National Guard travel, and all I wanted in the whole world was a comfortable bed and a full eight hours of sleep. Forget about adventure…who had time or energy? I just wanted to make it through the days with my sanity intact.
Now in my 50’s, the itch for adventure is back. Life is shifting to an empty nest (or FREE BIRD, as I like to call it) and retirement. The urge, the NEED, to get outside is real. It’s time to get back to what made me feel alive.
But this time around, my adventures will look different. This time, they will be softer.
Those trips in my teens and 20’s were HARD. We camped on the hard ground, carried our entire lives in our backpacks, shuttled our own kayaks, and came home bruised, bloodied, blistered, and beat. This time around, I insist on sleeping in a comfortable bed, and I will always have a coffeemaker for my first cup of coffee in the morning.
This time around, I want somebody else to carry my kayak, dammit.
Join me as I share my advice on how being middle aged does not mean your adventures are over… they are just a little softer.
P.S. I’m also a travel advisor with Fora, and I’m happy to help you book your next soft adventure!
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