It is the weekend again, but I am not scared anymore that we will fall-off our fitness bandwagon. We are quite in the zone now. I hope these are steps towards lifestyle change and not just a passing phase. Although, instead of Sunday, we assigned "Saturday" to be our resting day this week. And on Monday I shall hop on the weighing-scale and share the verdict with you all *super.nervous*. I am hoping to feel like this model flying in the air with her super-toned body.
The only person in my family who has equal (if not more) interest in fitness as me, is my Uncle (Tauji whom I call with love and respect). He is my father's elder brother. He is in his mid-50's but doesn't look a day older than 40. His secret is Yoga and super healthy eating habits. As my Grandmother tells me, he had, since childhood been conscious of his health and fitness, even when there was no awareness or information available. He is a Yogi (Yoga-expert). He can do all those fancy poses and aasans (postures) with total ease.
Now, living independently for almost 10 years, I am quite used to doing everything on my own, whether it's picking up heavy luggage, or furniture, etc. basically activities which are mostly considered a 'man's job'. As it happens, this summer, one day he had come over to meet me. I was holding the center table, to move it and make space for everyone to sit in my Grandmother's room (that's where we all sit as she is paralyzed and can't move). Later, when it was time to eat, we needed the table back in the center. So my Uncle got up to pick the table and put it back. That's when he realized that the table was actually heavy! You see, since he saw me picking it up with total ease, he sub-consciously thought that it would be really light. It was about 50-60 pounds in weight. He was mighty impressed with my strength. I am a super-woman in his eyes now. Though, he still gets a little sheepish on remembering the incident, this narration has been on his request and persuasion.
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Week 2 | Day 13 | 29th August 2009