Real Age and how young you really are

I did a "Real Age" Test where they calculate your age based on your lifestyle. They use a point system. I have no idea what the base year is but basically if you have a pet, you become younger but if you use your mobile phone often that ages you.

My "Real Age" is 22.

When I did a physiological test, where they measured Heart Rate at Rest, fat %, bone density, muscle mass, fitness level, I am 17. Basically, it means that I can have the calorie intake of a 17 year old since I have the metabolic age of a 17 year old. I am juvenile at times, yes.

What age do you feel? And what age do you want to be at?

Some of us will auto return to a time when all is fine. When all is possible. Our "Golden Age". For sweet little young things, it could have been high school. For the late bloomers, it could be university. For some of us though, that "Golden Age" has not happened yet.

Which could be a good thing, since it keeps us looking forward...

OR not. Since we have nothing to "fall back" on. OUCH!

The danger is when we trap ourselves in that "'Golden Age" and refuse to let time mould us. You get child stars trapped in the bodies of alcoholic 40 year olds, or 60 year old F1 racer wannabes in their Porsches and Maseratis. We will chase down our "Golden Age" mercilessly. Our entire life is for that recreation and preservation of that time we really felt like a million bucks!

Out of touch with reality? Maybe?

Escapism? Definitely!

My Golden Age was when i had just graduated from Uni. I was on a mat on a beach somewhere .. with my girlfriends.. painting brilliant pictures of our futures.. one finger pointing to the sky drawing imaginary visions of what happiness lay before us... I remember laughter at the joke, that is Life.. Sugar glazed promises.. The air was sweet and you could feel everything at any one time... because that is what Destiny is supposed to feel like..

Old Crushes, Birds and Fish

Remember that bloke you had a crush on in school? Have you ever wondered where he was? If you had a search engine that you could use to search for anyone and know where he/she was at any point in time, who would you search for now?

There was someone in my U that i had an eye on. He was of course, "blissfully attached", nevertheless, he was eye candy to me. Tan and athletic. There was a tinge of healthy pink in his skin that can only be achieved from measured exposure under the sun. He had none of the "wow" features. Never too much, but just enough, for me. Had never had a conversation with him though. Some things are meant to be admired from far. I don't mean an avenue for stalker inclinations but more like a bump-in-the-corridor and i go "Hmm, he looks good today" and then I go about my daily business.

I had a "Wonder what he is doing now?" moment in the morning and decided to suss him out. He was on my database. My intrigue in him lasted 3 minutes. Eye candy can only last so long. Plus there were no pictures of him that I could indulge my optic senses in. That would have granted him another 2 minutes of my adoration.

I had posed a question today to some of the folks I know,

"If a bird loved a fish, where would they live?"

The results were surprising and sometimes bizzare.

Will include that in my next entry..

24 little hours...

"What a difference a day makes,
24 little hours... "

I am back.

Back at work.

I have changed seats, changed roles but still at work.

In fact i am sitting just next to the very same room that I had tendered just a couple of weeks back.

The irony. I am still here.

The irony. I am actually quite liking it. I have told GF that I didn't want to travel anymore and only one a domestic role. He said fine.

I spoke to GK on Monday. Told him i didn't want to fly off that evening. He said he'll let me know on Tuesday.

Tuesday morning he sat me down and gave me a new role and team. And that was that. By lunch, i had packed my things off my desk and headed to the other end of the office where my new Team Leader sat. She's achingly nice and really sweet. I am really enjoying it.

My new role is not an easy one. I am more of a specialist now and am literally face to face with the big boys. I get to say who i want to spend time with and who i can just "dispose" to other generalists. After a year of being on my toes, tenterhooks and running... i can stroll, relax, admire the scenery.

It's only been 2 weeks so not much has really unfurled but I hear that it's going to be tough. The challenges are different but like all things great, nothing comes without struggle. I guess I have always been very private with the things i "struggle" with. Most of us sometimes, would prefer to be left alone with them. It's personal. Not with the purpose of excluding others from the experience, just that it is an intimate experience. You listen to yourself more. You learn how to trust yourself. You learn to be independent in your decision making. You learn to be responsible for your choices. The last thing I want is to make a decision based on another person's opinion. There is nothing more liberating then ownership. The decision is mine and mine alone.

That's my perogative.