I am a SAHM. I like writing the abbreviation rather than typing out the whole shebang viz Stay At Home Mom. And I think quite a bit of time and effort is being spent on Mira Rajput and her choice of words regarding her own daughter. I suppose if I wanted to, I could extrapolate, that... Continue Reading →
Realizations: Gym Diaries
For all the smart alecky stuff I've written about my gym experiences, one thing stands out sharply in my mind; people have no business not being healthy!! The larger you get from eating unwisely, the flabbier you get from not having adequate activity to stay fit and strong; the longer it takes to get to... Continue Reading →
The Day Of Lurve
I didn't know about Valentine's Day till I was in elementary school in the US. It didn't mean much once I came back to India. Well it still doesn't mean much because I've only celebrated it about a handful times in my adult life. The husband isn't the roses (red or otherwise)and candy kinda guy.... Continue Reading →
Gym: Where I Meet My Body
Before I started going to the gym, I thought I knew my body. Most of it was bulgy or chunky in places it shouldn't have been but I did not become acquainted with my scapula, soleus, trapezius as much as I thought I would have earlier. They were names in an anatomy book but barring... Continue Reading →
Training Right
A good trainer trains well and gets you to meet your goals. The right trainer helps you define and understand your goals better and chalks out the best possible path to reach them. I've been going to a gym for 2 weeks now. And the main thing which struck me about my trainer vis-a-vis any... Continue Reading →
Genesis 3:19…Kinda
Praying for divine intervention.
Snake, Rattle&Roll
The perils of getting a printer.
No Guts…No Glory
Another day at the gym and another epiphany.
United We Stand…We Don’t Divide
That's right! In our home division has little role to play. Not because we're excessively cohesive as a family but simply because MLM doesn't like to do division. *rolls eyes heavenward* I've recently realized my folly in asking in why... Continue Reading →
Tales of A Pear-Shaped Femme
Gasp, puff and pant..
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 