Forty is just around the corner for me, and I'm actually getting excited. Many of my friends are in their forties and even turning fifty this year. It looks like a great time to be alive. At forty and even fifty, I will be at the peak of my abilities to affect the world. That may not correspond for everyone, but there is no doubt it is true for me.
I don't feel forty. Forty seems old to me. When I was in my twenties, people in their forties always seemed to go "mad" for a while. I'm sure I'm in that category. The body is starting to act a little more slowly, but I'm trying to exercise more, eat a bit better, and I think it is making some difference.
There is some desire to take fewer risks. I don't want to implode at this point in my life, but I think playing it safe will be a mistake. I'll continue to try and push ahead.