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07/02/2016
Gym Diaries
I woke up with a swollen knee and ankle. An old fracture injury always pops at the right time. I have never been so elated in my life. I was all set to cancel going to the gym. How can I, after all I was injured. In the hope of getting some sympathy I casually mentioned to my better half that I am staying home today. My left-brain husband gave me a super rational look and said, “ What time are you going to the gym?”
So off I went to Fitness First in the hope that Vaishali might give me a well deserved chutti (holiday).
Upon hearing my plight, she immediately said, “lets only do upper body work out today!” Alas……. my dream of chilling in bed and munching on banana chips were shattered rights there on the yoga mat.
As Shakira’s mesmerizing voice echoed in the gym, the loud voice of the spinning class instructor blended in with her, somewhere in the background someone started a blender to mix a protein shake, nearby a lady was shouting loudly while doing kick boxing, a man was yelling at his broker on the phone to sell the stocks, Vaishali’s voice was pushing me to carry on………
Among all the chaos I was still able to hear that small voice in my head……you can do it…..think of pizza……you can do it….think of cheesecake…….you can do it…..think of gulab jamuns…..