Short circuit

Ever wanted to cower in the corner and pray for the dark forces to take you? Well, you’d probably understand that feeling if you’ve ever done circuit training at the gym. After my first evening at it, I am kinda wishing it was the good old days of comparatively easy-peasy Total body Workout Wednesdays at SD. This was pure hell. The only time I was truly relieved was when I was at the last lap of the 3-repetition circuit. And that was of course knowing that it would all be okay soon. That I would soon breathe normally again. And that I may just survive.  I am never going to see a pot of yogurt the same way again and think – oh it’s just 45 calories if this is the way I have to burn it. Lol. Talk about learning things the hard way. Ah well, the joys of burning all those calories only engulfs you when you step out to the freezing cold and don’t feel it. Every cloud has a silver lining. Of course people like S view the cloud itself as a silver lining in this pretext. Here’s hoping perceptions change and I enjoy gymming as much as he does (I bet that’ll happen once the bathroom scales and the mirror start talking to me). That should put the fuse on this short circuit, shouldn’t it?

Holy Cramp!

The thing about gymming is that you need to be in touch.... or you need to ease yourself into it. The best part is that I knew all the gyaan. In spite of that, I think the sheer excitement (:S) or the enthusiasm of joining a gym with world-class facility overcame my senses. And so on my second day overall... and first day at the centre close to home, in the process of 'discovering' all the equipment, I ended up working out close to 2 hours. And I ended in exhilaration (because of the high heart rate), took a quick shower and then came home in sweltering heat (where I thought I was going to die of a sun stroke) and while everything seemed on a high, I cramped!! Muscles which I didn't know existed announced their existence in the form of pain... :( And so, today was a rest day. Going by the pain I am (did I tear a ligament or something?), I think I am going to skip it tomorrow as well! Here's to working out and the mini-breaks it provides us in not-so-happening ways.

Gymmu-Gimmu

Its a Tamil habit, I think, to rhyme one word with another that makes no sense most of the time. The exceptions are aadu-maadu (goat-cow), veedu-kaadu (house-forest), etc. But usually its really senseless things like paalu-geelu (milk-senseless_word), kaapi-geepi (coffee-senseless_word), or dressu-gissu (Dress-senseless_word)... Ok you get my point. Actually I don't know why the senseless word usually is a rhyme of the original but with a 'g'.

Anyhoo, coming to the point of the post, I joined the gym finally today. And they have a lot of interesting things going on... There are dance aerobics, even salsa lessons and all over at the gym. This seems to be a great way to melt away time (and weight, I hope) over the vacations. And on other days. I've taken an annual membership. And my Patti asked me over the phone, "Gymmu-gimmu poitu vandhiya?" (Did you go the gym-gim?)

Hence the title of the post. :)

Happy Holidays

Wow... July's been a drab month and there's absolutely nothing to write about... Of course you may wonder if that ever stopped me in the past where I have written about everything from the honeybees at my house in India to the dog across the street. Right now though, I am on vacation... And surprisingly that gives me even less to write. I don't commute so often, don't see anything different and this past week all that I have been doing is cleaning the house, arranging the cupboards, restocking the kitchen and the likes of the house-wifey things I wasn't too regular with over the school semester. Having played the role for a week, I am fast developing different interests. As a quest for the vacation though, I was out hunting a gym. Having had the convenience of apartment complexes in the US and the major REC center at school, I found it unsettling that people paid huge amounts of money to go to exercise facilities. My school gym here has only basketball courts and rock climbing.. There's no equipment! With physical activity threatening to die, I had to find action fast. And so I hunted my city for the gyms and found their rates. Shocking.. I'll add. So, there's this gym, lets call it, umm.. LF. They charge a membership fee and then a monthly fee, all totalling to about 1000€ a year... and here's the best part - They want you to come in for 30 minutes every alternate day only. No, you cannot go to use the equipment at any time you desire. You can pick your 30 minute slot of choice and land up there once in every 2 days. I was completely flabbergasted. They rip you off and they rip you off!! I consulted with a few regulars, some of S's friends as to what their solution was. Seems like there are lesser expensive options in Paris... but not really inexpensive ones. I have sort of narrowed it down to a yearly 700€ thing which allows me to go at will, take any of their classes offered (from dance to aerobics to swimming). It's still mighty expensive... Makes me wonder if I should just take the tennis club membership which amounts to about the same... but also entail depending on a partner for games. It's like Sophie's Choice.

Apart from the gym bit too, I have been thinking I should go out into the city and see Paris as a Parisian... experience the nooks and corners of this beautiful city while I have the time and the means. I discovered a few English book thriftstores... which are well into my agenda of visiting. Oh, and yeah, S and I with a couple of his friends were at Belgium last weekend, Bruges in particular... and I must mention what a gorgeous place it is... More about it in CityStalkers (right now its CitySnoozers having had no posts in eons).

For now, I hope I keep the blog rolling... There's so little going on!