Destiny with a sense of Irony!

For the past few weeks I have been talking to myself on adding a few more hours into my day, so that I could work on my fitness. The only way you can add hours is by starting early. I had this inner though the last weekend, Monday was the day I decided to jumpstart my day with my fitness activity.

I was up with the lark at 5 AM, came down the stairs, with Anil Ambani in mind, confident that I would do a decent run of 5 km. But destiny is not without a sense of irony; here I am taking poetic license here to connect irony to iron. The reason is that the Iron shutters were locked, I screeched the watchman’s name but with no response. I headed back to the apartment called from the intercom, no one picked up. So I decided to get innovative with fitness, Shwetha was quick to suggest one, cut the carrot and beans. Carrots being the tougher set than the beans, so I did my counts of 12 *3 on the carrot and the beans. That was my workout for day1 of attempting to jumpstart.

Day 2, I was woken up by the alarm at 5 AM, but I cited the excuse that Tuesday was an auspicious day to start a noble activity like fitness.

Day 3, woke up at 5 AM, it was extremely hot, so was up in a flash and down the stairs, my tryst with destiny continued. It seemed like I was a pearly gates pleading for Peter to open the door. I think Peter would have let me in, but Dinesh my watchman was not budging. But I did not like the workout in the kitchen, so headed up to the terrace, walked on the terrace for 30 min, a few sets of exercises. Good start!

So the next time u see someone walking on the terrace of a building, he is not being lazy to go out in the open, but just pause to think about my tryst with destiny with a sense of irony.