I cringe when I hear the word mid-life crisis. Mostly because it includes the 40-60 age group, which I officially became a part of last April.That still stings rolling off my tongue.Technically, 46 is the average age to anticipate when going into real mid-life crisis mode, according to studies. So I have a few years before I find myself driving a red convertible with a cute blonde half my age sitting next to me.I thought that actually was a few years ago.A Canadian psychoanalyst and psychologist came up with the mid-life crisis concept in 1965. His research showed that the 40-60 age range is when adults realize their own mortality and how much time is left in their lives. Some have more time than others, hence that 20-year gap. I'd like to think I'm going to live well into my 100s.Let's hope I'm still tap dancing at that age. I admit I know how the mid-life crisis feels. I'm coming into my own at this poignant age. I realize I may not live forever, especially after enduring walking pneumonia last summer. I also understand reaching my long-term goal of spending my golden years with great-grandkids at my feet as they hear crazy stories of my younger days means I'll need to pass the centenarian mark. This goal might be better realized if I start procreating now.No pressure. None at all.At 40, I'm fully aware of my successes and failures. I know what I have to do to make my future brighter. I accept that there's work involved. Life's achievements aren't just going to fall from the sky like snow on the night before a powder day.Wouldn't that be sweet?I am truly responsible for the reality I create. If more people realized how much power to succeed they had, they might just see where life can take them.Now I sound like Tony Robbins.I have worked hard to be a columnist and comic. I have put my heart and soul into becoming the connected person I am, who loves this caring mountain-valley community. I shouldn't let a bad year - 2012 goes down in history - slow me down one bit.Life goes on, and so must I.We all must persevere to rise from situations that test us. Martin Luther King said, "If you can't fly then run, if you can't run then walk, if you can't walk then crawl, but whatever you do, you have to keep moving forward."I'm actually going to be driving there.In 2013, I've decided that if this is the beginning to a mid-life crisis, I might as well make it fun. Which means I'm going to be selling cars for a living. Career change and mid-life crisis - which I'm officially changing to mid-life calm - go together like corned beef and cabbage. They just make sense together. And if I'm going to make a career change at 40, it's going to be something that challenges me. "Bring it on" is pretty much my new motto.Maybe it's not too far-fetched. I like meeting new people. The auto industry will certainly help there. Imagine the people I can talk with, and even tell some jokes to, as they make major life decisions. I'm really good at making those.Trust me on that one.I also like the heck out of cars. That's thanks to my auto-loving dad and my native land, Indianapolis. Cars are kind of our thing where I grew up in the Midwest.I love the Indy 500 like it's my job.I especially like nice cars. And fast ones, too. There just so happens to be one of those in sprint blue pearl with a V10 engine and 435 horsepower that goes from 0-60 miles per hour in 5.1 seconds I've been drooling over lately.Now if I can only drive it.I really like the excitement the auto industry brings. And maybe I was meant to make this career change all along, I just had to work at my relationships to get here. All I know is I'm happy to be in this moment, mid-life crisis or not.A calm just came over me like a fresh blanket of snow.- "April in Glenwood" appears every Wednesday. April E. Clark has plenty of new material for the comedy showcase at 8 p.m. Thursday at Fin's Grille & Raw Bar. She can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.