What do I have to lose?

I laugh, I cry.

I smile and I try.

I stumble, I fall.

I procrastinate and I stall.

I love, I hate.

I move steps forward, I take two backwards.

I feel silly, I feel great.

I am fine.

Sometimes I pine.

I walk a mile.

I have reason to smile.

I am happy.

So what, if there is strife?

What do I have to lose? I have my life.

My journey has started well

Fingers crossed I had embarked on my journey to fitness. I had heard horror stories of sore muscles, aching and paining joints, severe diets… scared the hell out of me.

First few days I went to the gym each day like one enters a Dentist’s chambers, expecting to scream with pain. To be sore all over with aches and pains. I belied my expectations.

Was I plain lucky or was it my lifestyle of walking and exercising that was holding me in good stead? It was definitely my lifestyle. I had done a decent job on myself. A pat on my back…

I soon fell in love. With fitness. With the idea of staying fit. On my terms though. What else? How can I let this be a one-sided affair?

 I am still going strong. 

More on my love. Soon. 

My tryst with fitness continues…

I started dedicated exercises. But there was still a big big hiccup in my dream. I lacked sports shoes!! Unimaginable for some. Yes, I did get a lot of laughs.😀

I started with the closed shoes that I had, but it had to be sports shoes. A simple task, anyone would say. Not for me, no. Simply because I had never worn sports shoes and I had no idea what to look for!!! I have a problem with closed shoes. Imagine my mortification when I was told that sports shoes are the only acceptable gear for a gym.

I scoured many brands. Asked questions. I wanted a pair that was comfortable, suited my needs and was kind on my pocket (most important). I managed to get just the pair a few trips later. Voila!

How many steps I walked wearing different pairs, how I fretted over the shoe heels and colour (gone are the days of simple choices of black, grey and white), how many mirrors I preened into, how many times my eyes popped hearing the price of a shoe (shoes don’t even have resale value!!)!! 

Well, there is a first time for everything!!

My tryst with fitness

My mind told me I needed to be fit. Ok, just a wee bit fitter. And, I was telling myself (rather talking aloud to myself!) that I was in good shape. I did have some trouble spots. So what?? Why should I join a gym? Too many, I had just too many questions and answers.😎

My mind was playing games, as our mind is wont to. Now did I submit to my mind or my lazy self? The nagging monster that my mind is, forced me to listen and think. I deliberated. Ok, maybe a wee bit much.

Fear of twisting a few muscles and harming my back was at loggerheads with images of an hour-glass, perfectly curvaceous me.  But even such amazing images could not shut my ‘What if’ questions.

I decided to take the plunge, the ‘what if’ questions notwithstanding. Gave the fee. No looking back now if I knew better than wasting my money.

And, I landed at a gym.

My love affair started…