These days my house has been seeing too much of me compared to how it hardly did earlier, so decided my ass was well rested, and it was high time I got it off the bed and sofa.
After I dropped my kid off at her reading class , I tell myself I can utilise the waiting time for a short walk, which I will inturn turn it into my stepping stone to long runs later on. They say you have to start from the bottom to reach heights , so here I was , all pumped up and ready to walk. The only thing that bothered me was i had laid many stepping stones earlier and just kept going back to square one. Anyway for now I was super excited and started my walk at a little more than a snails pace. When I say I started at this pace don’t get the wrong idea that I was going to increase the pace gradually, I didn’t. I just walked, enjoying every second, congratulating myself for taking this stepping stone for the millionth time. During the walk I tell myself, this is just the beginning, my next step is partial run and walk, then complete running, so on . I had huge plans in my head. I even worried about what I would do about my current wardrobe the moment my waist size turned 28. I had plans of giving it away, then I thought of the recent shopping I did, oh god, I panicked thinking I have to reinvest in my clothes, when a lady on a scooter suddenly interrupts my future plans and dreams ‘Mole, kaloor pokan ethu vazhi ponam!’ I thought , Sigh so much for size 28! ‘ Chechi , nere poyal Mathi!’ and I returned to my snail pace walk.