Our genetics bless and curse us when our aging nerves create deeper and deeper tracks. As we age, we become set into a pace that will lessen as our cells regenerate. Living a slow life, isn’t anything I’ll sign up for anytime soon. My mind works quickly, and in slow mode turns into mush. Having led large teams, I realize every pace is needed to keep progress well rounded.

The constant unsolicited advice to slow down, is not longer sticking. Has anyone ever told a male counterpart in my generation to slow down? I have never heard that feedback given to anyone but a female.

Slowness isn’t in my genetics, so please understand that although I live in a winter climate from December to March, like the rest of the Northern Hemisphere, mine looks different than yours. As the sun sets earlier, I write more, I workout differently, my mediations are midday, but I’m still active.

There are my personal benefits to moving fast, thinking fast and feeling fast. In honor of cheetahs, please stop telling me to slow down.

My superpower suit will feel a lot different than yours.