Video Killed the Radio Star

"Ladies and gentlemen, rock 'n' roll" were the first words spoken on MTV; the first song,  "Video Killed the Radio Star" by the Buggles.  MTV's launch notwithstanding,  1981 wasn't exatly a banner year for music.  But, I didn't care.  I was 18 and just glad that disco was finally dead and burried.  By the time the '90's rolled around,  my taste had drifted more towards metal  - Metallica, Def Leopard, Nirvana, Aerosmith , Bush, Green Day ......  In New York, my favorite radio station was K-Rock & when I moved to Houston in 2007, I fell for The Buzz.   I might  have been over 40, but when it came to music, I thought that I'd never grow up.

So, imagine my surprise when, on  my way to Conroe yesterday, I found myself listening to "The Point" and "The Arrow"  - both of which feature an '80's format.  They might call it "classic rock"  but I know that that lable is just a euphemism  for "oldies".  Me - the "girl" with the eternal Peter Pan complex - listening to an oldies station! 

What happened?  When did I become middle aged?  I know that statistically, middle age begins at about 40.  But, who pays attention to statistics?  At 40, I celebrated the birth of my first child.  At 45,  I dreamed of running my first marathon and by the time Ike thundered in, I was running 30 miles a week.   Then just three months ago, at 46, I welcomed the birth of my second child.  Clearly, both my mind and body have been ignoring statistics.

Given the dicotomy of  life, I've decided to table the question.  Am I middle aged?  If so, I'm in good company and despite the sheer exhaustion that I've felt these past few weeks, I feel more powerful than ever.  I've come to realize that the term "middle aged" is meaningless, as it's not our age, but what we do with our time, that defines who we are.

 .  In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone too far ... 

"Video Killed the Radio Star"