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On the treadmill of Life

After psychoanalyzing myself, I know now why I signed up for the MBA program. I needed a challenge in my life.  My present employment is cyclical. There's the daily cycle, there's the weekly cycle and monthly cycle and of course the yearly cycle.

The longest I ever stayed under a single employer was 8 years. That was when I was with Projass Engineering. But, even then, I was transferred from one project to another, so, I never got into a cycle.

I need a change now to break this monotony. So, the MBA would serve a dual purpose. Something to keep my mind working, and at the end of it, I will have the paper qualification to move out of my current employment and get a higher pay.

At the same time, I bought myself a treadmill, because.... well because the nephrologist said I should exercise to lower down my cholesterol levels which will help lower my blood pressure which will prolong the life of my kidneys.

It has been fun. I challenge myself on the various calorie burning program, where the speed and inclination is varied. I finished the 150 calories burning course, but failed the 250 calories burning course (because the treadmill was going too fast) and the 300 calories program (because it was too long and the incline was high).

I wonder how long these can last. I still have 3 semesters to go for my MBA and it looks as though the 300 calorie challenge is the highest I can go... considering I am approaching my half century in a few years.

To quote Paul Simon in his song Slip Sliding Away:-

"We're working our jobs, collect our pay, believe we're cruising down the highway, when we're really slip sliding away...."

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