#Project50: Apparently, Life Had Other Plans

I was meant to launch #Project50 on 1 July 2026.

The plan was simple: start the journey towards June 2027, when I turn 50, and intentionally document the year leading up to this milestone.

I had the ideas.
I had the tracker.
I had the vision.

And then… life happened.

I found myself slipping into that place I call survival mode.

The mode I despise.

The mode where you’re not really living in the moment. You’re just getting through the day, ticking things off, solving the next problem, getting to tomorrow and hoping that tomorrow will feel a little lighter.

Survival mode takes so much from you.

It takes your curiosity.

Your creativity.

Your excitement.

Sometimes even your ability to remember why you started something in the first place.

And somewhere between the plans, the responsibilities and the general busyness of life, I almost forgot about #Project50.

Almost.

Because here I am.

A day after Women’s Day, and I can feel something shifting.

I’m getting my mojo back.

And perhaps that is exactly what Project 50 needed.

Not a perfect beginning.

A real one.

So… what has happened while I was “away”?

Well, for starters…

I had my first golf lesson last week. ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ

Yes.

Golf.

Me.

And you know what?

I loved it.

There was something about being completely new at something that reminded me how important it is to remain curious.

At 49, approaching 50, I don’t want to only become better at the things I already know.

I want to learn new things.

Try things.

Be terrible at things.

Laugh at myself.

Improve.

Try again.

And maybe, just maybe, discover parts of myself I haven’t met yet.

That, for me, is what #Project50 is really going to be about.

Not simply counting down to a birthday.

But deliberately creating a year of becoming.

There will be travel.

There will be celebrations.

There will be career milestones.

There will be wellness goals.

There will be lessons.

There will be adventures.

There will probably be a few spectacularly bad golf shots.

And there will definitely be conversations about peri-menopause because, ladies, if I’m going through this chapter, I refuse to pretend it isn’t happening.

In fact, I’m making myself a little promise:

I’m going to keep one up on peri-menopause at all times.

Because if we’re going to talk about turning 50, we need to talk about the real stuff too.

The body changes.

The identity shifts.

The confidence.

The uncertainty.

The humour.

The learning to listen to yourself again.

All of it.

So no, #Project50 did not start on 1 July.

It starts now.

Not because the calendar says so.

But because I’m ready to show up again.

And perhaps that’s the first lesson this journey has already taught me:

You don’t have to start perfectly. You just have to start again.

Welcome to #Project50.

The journey to 50 has officially resumed.

And this time, I’m bringing my mojo with me. โœจ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ


Next stop: 50.

Let’s see what happens between now and June 2027.