That’s the message I’d give my 16-year-old self… not that she’d listen, it was never a strong point.
“If I could turn back time” provides an interesting pause for thought, and some fairly obvious questions: what would I do differently? What would I change? And my answer is simply, it depends how far you’re talking about going back.
Five years? I’d have taken a bit more time to find a new direction for my life; after years living, breathing and building my business, there really was no hurry to fill the space.
Fifteen years? A corporate career in the making and a move to the City an option, I’d have joined the ranks of frustrated entrepreneurs tied into pensions and comfortable salaries.
Twenty-five years? The first in my family to have the option of a place at university that, undoubtedly, I would not have appreciated.
Thirty years? Olympic-class athletes are a rare breed and potential is only realised with consistent, hard work and, as a rebellious teenager, I didn’t appreciate what winning could mean.
On many levels, I count myself very, very lucky to have a learned an early lesson: sometimes you get only one chance. For a long time now, as a result of seizing those, I’ve often found myself wondering “how come I am so lucky?”
So, if I could turn back time, I’d make a conscious effort to enjoy the journey, to pay more attention to the present. It’s a relatively recent revelation to me, so apologies if it’s been obvious to you for a while. For too long, my life was a high-speed train, racing from one challenge to the next; there’s not a lot different now, except that I’m more likely to take the scenic route.