When I was 40 I joined the cast of a pole dance revue and competed in my first (and only!) pole dance competition. I had a lot of expectations of things I might (should?) accomplish when I grew up, but becoming an award-winning pole dance performer in midlife wasn’t one of them.

But to paraphrase Elizabeth Gilbert, that’s what happens when you follow your curiosity–sometimes that curiosity turns into a white hot burning passion. Discovering pole, learning a new skill, meeting other people who shared my passion, practicing a hobby that served no other purpose (or people!) than delighting the hell out of me felt like being in love–only better. 

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How about you? Is there a hobby, sport or activity that’s been piquing your curiosity, but you feel like it’s too late or you’re “too old” try it. Maybe pole's not your thing! Maybe you've been wanting to join a hiking group but the worry of not being able to keep up keeps you putting it off until "some day".