Someone once said “Inside some of us is a thin person struggling to get out, but they can usually be sedated with a few pieces of chocolate cake.” For a very long time in my life, I was sedated by those slices of chocolate cakes. And hot chocolate fudge. And tiramisus...Then, Papa brought home something that was to change his life-a n Aerofit 835 treadmill. I disliked the idea of it in the house for the first month. I made sure it did not feel welcome. I sat in front of it eating a plate full of french fries and smirked. It would not get me! It would not make me stop my daily unhealthy consumption of oily, sweet foods. Those were my life. Not 'THIS'!
But wonders never cease, do they? I had seen my brother's beer belly vanish since he started running on the treadmill for 45 minutes a day. He said he ran 10 kilometers a day and had never felt better. After all the spite I had shown that machine in front of my family, I'd be embarrassed to try it in front of them, especially since they would definitely give me the 'I-told-you-so' look, which I hated.
One Saturday evening, when they had stepped out with the entire jing bang of cousins for drinks, I slowly walked up to it. My keds were on, my shorts did nothing to cover the humongous thighs, and my t-shirt was ill-fitting. I stepped onto it and put the time to 5 minutes. My feet were walking on a machine involuntarily. I increased the speed from the default 4 to a 6.5 . By now, it was almost a little jog. I knew that my breathing was wrong and I consciously started working on that. It felt good now. Jogging on the spot but knowing that you are covering great distances. The speed was now 8 and I was running and feeling the extra flab jiggle around and that made me want to really push myself.
It felt so good.
I needed this.
My body needed this.
I gave in.
I was hooked.
My first wise choice made (voluntary or involuntary) after the many years of deciding whether to have the chocolate mousse or the blueberry cheesecake...
This entry was for the 'Your Life Changing Device' contest.
5 comments:
Wow...so well written..
I have a friend who uses it too..
And I know how happy he is to have it :)
Wonderful post. And congratulations for getting on to the treadmill and staying there.
In my time (41 years before you), the only solution was to daily climb the Parvati temple running. In long skirts. And there was no cheesecake or chocolate fudge after that. Just maybe a cool class of sugarcane juice. ....
zamana badal raha hai na !
Hey Rohini from one trying-to-be-fit-person to another, nice post... I can so empathise. Keep the keds on.
Wonderful post.. Happy man he should be.. All the best for the contest..
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Beautiful.This is refreshingly different.
Try outdoors, even a walk, it feels much better.
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