Deep work, excuses and a disordered- mind.

I have already broken my streak. I had promised myself I will get back to it. At least for the few days that the working- world doesn't dictate my time. But our time isn't ever really our time, is it? I am talking about my 30- day- squat challenge that I voiced on here, and...

Squat Everyday- Day 5

We are officially in 'triple lockdown'. Since cleft surgeries are considered elective and because I have taken the call to also shut my private practice for the duration of the restrictions (assuming no one is going to brave a cyclone, a pandemic AND the Kerala Police to come in for a Botox session), I am...

Day 31- Let’s talk the physical

Surprisingly, home workouts don't suck. I mean, not more than the usual- I cannot breathe, I might pass out, why the f*&% do I do this suckiness. The key for me has been consistency in terms of time, and variation in the training itself. Setting tolerant mini-goals have been helpful as well. I struggle on...

Day 6- A tranquil apocalypse

Does't this feel like the proverbial calm before the storm? Do you sense the worse is yet to come. Like we are seated to watch a blockbuster movie, and the pre- movie trailers and adverts keep running on. If this is truly an apocalypse, it's seems quite tranquil at the moment no? I had a...

Life and lifting

I. AM. OBSESSED. Before we get into the specifics, read about my physical pursuits here and here or just click on the Runday Monday link above. I have been seriously "lifting" since my second born was about 14 weeks. 8 months and counting now. The sheer physicality of moving heavy things around never appealed to me before....

Running vs Lifting

Let's talk some serious business today. Very serious. My new fitness goals. My current obsession. My new thang. My joie de vivre. Like you care about it. HA! Still, I shall trudge on and bore you for a few mins. Or maybe you are utterly bored anyway, and that is why you are here. Either way....

Runday Monday- Why I quit running..

I have quit. There. I have said it. Out loud. * Long breath* The mojo has long been murdered by circumstance, though I can not be blamed for giving in without a fight. I fought, long and hard. But my loss was pre-ordained, almost inevitable. I could blame dodgy knees. Or work-days which stretch into...

The post- call haze and an impromptu “what’s in my bag”!

I gaze at my Fitbit. It shows a series of numerals. 3 1 2 3 4 0 or thereabouts. I see the numbers, they register somewhere in the nether regions of my acutely occupied mind, stowed away for comprehension at a more convenient time (a.k.a. right now). This was at about the 17 hour mark,...

RUNDAY MONDAY- I’m in tears!

I know it isn't Monday yet, but I couldn't pass by without sharing something as incredible as this. Every time I was in rotation at the Orthopedic OR, I remember how a the whole "macho- butcher-bunch" would have a good laugh at my "little" self.  A particularly pleasant 6 feet 3 gentleman would "shield" me...

Currently Crushing- Aah, thy lovely June!

All June I bound the rose in sheaves, Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves. Robert Browning Alas, June isn't a lovely month for us folks here in Qatar. Stuck between the desert and the sea, June is never that beautiful month that sees the ebb of summer and the promise of fall. It...