I may be getting too old for all the gadding about that I do. I was totally knackered yesterday after my Priscilla and STOLI celebration on Monday night.
The PR agency sent over some photos from the event. As usual I was the oldest person in the room!
Can you spot me in the audience?
Aside from being knackered, I don’t feel like I am 56.
I blogged last week about blinking and my kids suddenly being adults – the same is true for middle age sneaking up on me.
One minute I was sauntering around Singapore as the lithe, newly-wed editor of CLEO magazine, the next I was on the slippery slope to 60.
You really don’t appreciate your collagen until it’s gone.
I spent my youth filled with self doubt and convinced I was a very unattractive creature.
When my ex walked out on me in my mid 40s I was certain no other man would ever fancy me.
I look back at photographs and see that my appearance was perfectly acceptable … as for never being fancied again, DD swept me off my feet six months after my marriage ended.
When it comes to being the oldest person at the launch party … New research indicates my middle-aged social whirl might be good for me.
Researchers examined social activity participation in more than 5000 people aged 50 years and older. They looked at engagement in social activities such as volunteering, taking an educational or training course, going to a sporting or social club event, meeting with friends and family members and playing games like chess or cards. The results showed that people who had more variety in their day-to-day social activities had a lower mortality risk.
Other research has shown that having a more diverse social network might protect against mortality. Using a large sample of more than 6000 people over 65 years of age, researchers examined how much contact people had with children, neighbours, friends and other relatives. After controlling for social network size, they found that those with higher diversity within their social networks had a lower mortality rate.
My social network is highly diverse. I make new friends at functions every week.
Mixing my social interactions with fewer cocktails would probably ensure an even better lifespan …
How about you? Are you startled when you look in the mirror and the reflection doesn’t match your inner image of yourself as being 20 years younger?
Better check my diary – I think I’m out again tonight with a new friend …
Song of the day: Priscilla “I will survive”
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