Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: lordy, lordy, I made it to forty

July 3, 2022

I turn 40 years old today. When I was 29, about to turn 30, I was devastated. I was not where I was “supposed” to be; I hadn’t done all I was “supposed” to do before turning 30. A decade later and my life is even further away from where it’s “supposed” to be. But this decade is different. By all accounts, I should not have survived to see 40 (let alone see my 33rd birthday) and that is not lost on me. I’ll happily accept this new decade. I’ll happily leave my 30’s behind.