Going Going, (not) Gone (yet)

One day I’m sitting under this Oak tree when an Apple lands on my head, and voila! - I’m enlightened! – About Fitness. I know you are not buying that story (Neither did my friends! – I think its because you guys know that I don’t get to sit under Oak trees these days). But Anyways - I proclaim to the World “I am going to the gym at the crack of dawn starting today” (DON’T LAUGH YET – and I’m NOT sorry about the CAPS!).

A piece of Info here – I’m not a person who is out of shape or anything. In fact, I’m slim; and Fit as a Guitar (To say Fiddle may be being a bit too pushy).

As can be expected, the response from the populace, to the Proclamation was mixed. It ranged from Flabbergasted looks to Hearty Laughs to Shake of the heads to Words of Encouragement to Giggles to Persuasion to Fainting of people to well... No response at all!

One of my colleagues whom I share the Cubicle space with, laughed like she had just heard the Joke of the year. Mom was not amused either – she Knew that I wouldn’t make it. After all, she has seen my 24 years of “Writing CAT”, “deciding to get up early every day”, “starting a new exercise stint” and what not.

“So that’s what They think about your ‘Steely resolve’… Sheesh… Lets Show them!!!” Neo (That’s My Super-human alter ego – incase you didn’t know) told me. When Neo sez somethin you don’t stand around pondering – You Obey!

D-day 6:30 am (MidNight – according to my Biological clock) – My mobile goes of - generating weird noises… I search with my eyes closed, to find the source of the noise. In retrospect I realize that it was just my good fortune that I didn’t get the Mobile in my hand – or else I would have added to the already worsening situation of electronic waste, and caused further expansion of the Ozone hole! No? Wrecked Mobile phones don’t cause expansion of the Ozone hole? Oh That’s a relief! (I also made a mental note that I should be keeping my mobile out of reach if and when I set alarm on it.)

Postponed D-day 1: One of my roomies is having a Technical Certification exam – I can’t be going to Gym today!

Postponed D-day 2: If I ever get my hands on the person who concocted the concept of Alarm!

Postponed D-day 3: I get up, rub my complaining eyes open, and sit on the bed – but mysteriously I’m grabbed by my neck and pulled back into the bed - by my bedspread! (Maybe the consequence of reading too much Calvin.)

Postponed D-day 4: I suddenly remember, even as I sleep-walk to get the Mobile to shut-up, that today is Friday – So I go back to a nice slumber. (Now don’t ask me whats Friday got to do with going to Gym! You get the drift, don’t you?)

Postponed D-day 5: By now my ears have evolved and adapted - in a matter of days - to interpret the Alarm as Lullaby. I sleep peacefully through the blaring alarm.

Some Tenacity I have!!

Okay, so lets stop it at that - its getting late, and I have to wake up early tomorrow and go to the Gym you know…