Izzy Gets Me Up
Having an young, physically enthusiastic person in the house is good for me. It inspires me, motivates me, gets me up in the morning. The good thing about me being a mature, philosophical, somewhat misanthropic, currently quite low-libidoed (all my drugs) old fart, is that there is nothing sexual in our relationship...
Take for example the day she dropped her writing implement over the back of the couch. I was fast asleep on the recliner after an afternoon of 'get fit for the feet' motivated gym and stretches and swimming. (Izzy only uses the pool, and goes to her own gym in town with its much larger range of facilities.) The slight screech of the couch legs on the tiles woke me, and I looked over to see the firm melons of Izzy's PLA barely contained in tight black shorts in front of my eyes as she went down for the pencil.
Aah, I stretch, top of the morning to you! Nothing sexual in that.
Take for instance, Saturday, when I mentioned there was a sauna in the shower/toilets of the apartment complex next to the pool. Naturally she wanted to use them. European style, I said, must be nekkid lah. But no, apparently you are only allowed to be naked in your bathroom in Singapore. Damn. But, it's not like we haven't all seen Izzy naked somewhere or other.
We had already been swimming (again? what's with all the swimming?) so her in bikini, me in baggy, daggy, hung-too-low boardshorts we fire up the sauna and try to get sweaty. We could only get the temperature up to nearly as hot and muggy as any normal day in Singapore, but as Saturday was rather cloudy and cool it was soon hot enough for me.
Steaming it up in the tiny sauna, big E@L and little Izzy. I closed my eyes, she closed her eyes. I needed to fart but held it back. She poured cool water over herself and lay back, glistening, hair over her eyes... Yep, for some reason I managed to overheat quickly and headed out for dip in the pool - the closest thing to a cold shower I could find.
Nothing sexual in that.
Take for instance, this morning. Last night she had said, "I'm gonna take you to the gym tomorrow morning. You have to get up!"
"To YOUR gym?" I asked, thinking, wft? Is she inviting me for membership at California Fitness, is there a membership drive on?
"No, here, outside," she said, referring to the small gym-room I use, the one for the complex, just outside my flat door. "I have to go to school in the morning [how often have I heard that line in Thailand?] and don't have time to go to town. I'm going to use this one. You have to join me. Come on man, you can do it!"
So, sure enough, I canít refuse her anything, at 8:30 this morning I was up and stripped for the workout, pumping, stretching and getting sweaty with Izzy!
Not many of you can claim that and still keep it on a totally non-sexual level.
p.s. I also have another flatmate, about my age, who is a lovely and dynamic person (HK Businesswoman of the Year 2006) and motivates me in different way. Also on a non-sexual level, btw.
She is a communications trainer and a managerial coach. She works like a freaking trooper, getting her programs ready all night, and then investing huge amounts of personal energy in facilitating the programs all day. She is on the go all day, amazing!
She inspires me to stop this blogging at work and get on with those (perfectly written) PowerPoints I've got to translate from Japglish for next months' training!
OTHER MONKEYS SAID
Damn fella, you must be very frustrated with all that going on in the confines of a Singapore apartment.
I know the feeling, my international visitor from Europe takes a run around the track 3 times a week and insists on getting down to the most basic level of coverage to cool down in my own apartment. Although attractive as she is, she is not my flavour so I resist the temptation to give her an extra glass of wine and make the move.
You need a girlfriend fella. Although that Libido sounds like it needs some boosting, 2 potent Asian females in the house and nothing???
Sino: they also serve who only stand and wait. Also, many are called but few are chosen. Lots of other cliches...
The view is nice, why disrupt it... there's also this thing about nests and not fouling them.
I take that advice seriously as well. Why would I want to stuff up the comfort of home for the sake of some release? Especially when I already have what I need in that arena.
No standing and waiting in your condition either, those feet would never hold out!