I'm that Gen X-er standing 3rd right among a fun bunch of Gen Zs after a morning of bird watching in Perdana Botanic Garden,KL. Clocked 8k steps.
My remedies to clean out mental cobwebs: 1)Spend time with people of different ages 2) Sunshine 3)Fresh air 4)Nature 5)Exercise
Such an interesting question: "What jobs will be relevant in 10 years?"
Personally, I think the days of 4-year college courses are over, lifelong learning is the new norm, for everyone...
A basic way to avoid bad habits is to imagine how you’ll feel afterward.
It’s called episodic future thinking. Previewing the unwanted consequences of procrastinating, overeating, and doomscrolling can motivate better choices.
Your future self is wiser than your present self.
If your body’s insulin resistant, it won’t burn fat... it’ll store it.
Most people don’t realize blood sugar habits can matter more than macros.
Here is 11 cheat codes to reset insulin and trigger fat-burning again🧵:
1. Walk after every meal.
"Popcorn Brain" is the new digital epidemic.
It's why you:
• Can't finish a book anymore
• Constantly jump between tasks
• Feel mentally drained all the time
Here's how it fragments your focus (and how to get your brain back):🧵
scientists put people in saunas and watched their brains.
at exactly 40°C internal temperature, dormant proteins woke up and started preventing alzheimer's.
we all have these proteins. most of us never activate them.
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Always carry yourself like your life matters. Because it does. Stand tall. Walk with confidence. Make eye contact. Take care of your body and mind. Be present. Listen closely. Speak with intention. Bet on yourself. If you do that, the world will start bending to your will.
"What happened to you, Monk? Who did this to you?", asked Ellie, looking worriedly at the simian who limped towards her.
"Humans. They did this to me. My eyes and body hurt so much," said Monk, as he hobbled towards his friend who offered her trunk as a crutch.
"Do you think they forget that we animals are sentient beings who also feel pain, fear and joy?" asked Ellie. "After all, they are still robbing us of our homes."
Monk thought for a while. "They seem to hate my kind so much, they forget we are their cousins," he sobbed, hanging on to Ellie's trunk for dear life. "First, they wack me with a stick. I ran as fast as I could but they were faster and before I knew it I was in a cage. Trapped."
Ellie just stared at Monk, still reeling from her own loss over a week ago. Her own tears started to flow.
Monk looked up. "The human looked like he was enjoying himself watching me suffer in agony as he doused me in that blue poison. I'm surprised he didn't finish me off with a lighted match," he said.
Ellie thought for a moment. "I'm sorry this happened to you, Monk," she said, comforting him with all the solace she could muster. "I also wish I was under that lorry instead of my small Buttons," she said, and continued letting her tears fall over her wrinkled, thick skin, dripping down to Monk's head.
They stood quietly, together, for a while.
Text by Aida Ahmad. Photo by A.I.
@climateaidil@SpeakUpAtWork Spot on. I just thought about this as I watched Simon Sinek on a podcast. Human beings need human beings, and human beings need human experiences.