Losing it

I was asked to do a weight loss blog by a few pals - after wondering 'am I even qualified to write one' to 'why would someone find this interesting', I finally wrote it down. People (some) of you asked for it! 

For most women having a baby is time when the extra kilos pile up and refuse to go. Also, well meaning family and friends don't help matters by telling you how Jessica Alba and Angelina Jolie were back to size 2 one month after having their babies. Size zero, Kareena Kapoor's, clothes (especially western wear) designed for dimensionally challenged women and flattering Facebook pics of pals and pals of pals (I am NOT voyeuristic - whats the point of having flattering pics if no one sees - please tell me) are other very discouraging factors. 

 

Ok I'll get to the point. Here's what helps in terms of exercise options when you finally decide to get back into those per-pregnancy jeans.

 

- Walking - Brisk walking is effective. Its not glamorous unless you have the privilege of doing it in jogger's park but it does the trick. By brisk I mean you should break into a sweat by round three at least. Ideally you should vary the pace for a proper cardio workout. The good part is, it is cheap and free, you don't need to go to a gym and you can push the baby's pram and do it too. Take an IPod or hear music on your phone and you will be hooked. Of course you need good weather to walk. Though my Mom beats the Delhi heat with the 'Mall Walk'. She does her evening walks in a clean air conditioned environment at the mall near her house:) Of course it takes nerves of steel not shop or hit the Barista post your walk. 

 

- Stair Climbing - Disclaimer - This is not for everyone. Can lead to knee injury. Best to consult your doctor if you have any kind of complaints. However, it worked like magic for me when I was trying to loose weight. Since I am of the 'Thunder Thighs Brigade' this was like the best workout for my lower body. Also if you come from the 'Walking is too easy' thought process this one feels like a workout especially if you are doing anything above 6 floors. To begin with, start by climbing down, its easier and you get used to the idea. Then start taking the stairs once or twice when you run errands. Soon you will get used to it and trust me the benefits are thunderous( (pun intended). The only drawback is my kid grew up watching me climb stairs and now he refuses to use the lift. I stay on the 11th floor and there is major sulking and lecture on wastage of resources (by seven year kid to me) every time I take the lift. 

 

- Yoga - This one is among my favorites but I can't really say it leads to instant and quick weight loss. I did Yoga religiously for six odd months and I think I was extremely healthy with no coughs, colds, migraines and imagined maladies (ban all those online medical sites I implore you) in that time. I think a routine of Pranayams especially 15 minutes of Kapalbharti for getting the tummy tucked followed by Suryanamaskar is a great way to start your day. Of course it is best done first thing and empty stomach. Tip: Shipa Shetty's yoga DVD is usually a good way to induce your better half to join your yoga session. Though I am sorry to say the inevitable comparisons of flat abs and great skin is not good for your self esteem.

 

  - Dancing - Amazing workout. The Bollywood 'Latkas and Jhatkas' make you burn those calories while you happily hum on to 'Sheela ki Jawani.' Most dance classes begin with a warmup and end with a cool down and Bollywood dance is like a cardio. Also you end up learning some dancing which stands you in good stead in ladies sangeets, family weddings and other such occasions. Only flipside is where I stay, all Bollywood dancing is done and taught by 15 to 18 year old's - so I occasionally feel a bit ancient. But it is totally worth it. If you want a toned tummy then belly dancing is another fun workout. Usually done by exotically named instructors, it makes you feel like a princess. Sigh refer Kartina Kaif 'Sheela Ki Jawani'.

 - Cycling - I don't do much of it. But I have family which is totally hooked to it. I am given to understand it is great for the abdominal muscles and I can vouch its great for lower body 'thunderous' parts. Also it is very eco-friendly and you get popular among young people - I had a bunch of kids cheering me on every time I went cycling. You can do it as a family activity. Unless you have family like mine which does it on weekends for 'modest' distances like 200 kms. 

 

  - Zumba - I love Zumba. It is the latest dance inspired fitness program where you move to the beats of your favorite music. In Zumba you get to try a variety of dance moves from Salsa, Merengue, Hip-Hop, Samba, Belly Dancing to Bollywood. The best part is you don't even need to know how to dance. Zumba dance moves are really simple and easy to follow and do, and everyone across age groups can do them. Its great for flat abs, toned glutes and toned leg and arm muscles and maximizes caloric output and fat burning.

 - Swimming - Is a very relaxing, full body workout which works very well for inch and weight loss. It is low intensity and also extremely stress releasing. If you stay 'up North' then nothing like swimming to beat the summer heat. 

Meanwhile here's Woody Allen to cheer us up - "When we lose twenty pounds... we may be losing the twenty best pounds we have! We may be losing the pounds that contain our genius, our humanity, our love and honesty."

Coming soon loosing it part 2 - Food to eat for which I have enlisted a very heath conscious foodie, who unlike me is not a disaster in the kitchen. I'll post some recipes and tips soon.

Going Solo

I like eating out alone. I am not a misanthrope. I am all for loving Humankind and prefer going out with family and friends. But I see no reason why you should deprive yourself of a good meal because people in your life are busy at work, weight watching or not inclined. And sometimes its just an impulse decision which cannot wait for the weekend. Needless to say I am not making a feminist statement. Its just a case of 'Hungry Kya?'

The sight of a woman eating solo in not a common one at all. In all my visits (and there have been numerous) I have only on one occasion spotted a female luncher, and for some reason she looked so miserable, that it nearly took my appetite away. In fact, I have seen more women hanging out alone in pubs than eating out.

I thank my stars, I stay in Bangalore where people mostly leave you alone to your meals. I would for all my sense of adventure avoid attempting this in Delhi. Delhi is a lovely place, I have grown up there and have family (roots as they say and shoots also lets add) but we Punjabi's don't like 'ladeez from respectable families eating alone.' After all 'Ghar par Papaji, Uncleji, Husbandji nahin hai kya?”

Now eating out alone presents some unique challenges. If you are eating in a fancy place, the first obstacle is announcing to the maître d’ restaurant, “I am eating alone so seat me accordingly.” In one case, as soon as I told him place for one (I was trying to circumvent explaining I am eating alone), I was asked,” How many of you are there?” So I told him 'One of me, so I will sit on one seat and you can give me a table for two.' Light dawned and he smiled genially and asked me – 'Oh so you will eat the full meal alone?' I did not know people eat some parts of their meals alone! I guess he was being conversational. Then he proceeded to seat me on a huge table for four in the center of the restaurant where everyone walking in could see what I was eating. I actually felt like a lab specimen – Exhibit 1a. – Woman eating lunch alone. I think he totally did not understand that the idea of having a meal to yourself is some 'me time' where you can catch up on reading or contemplate on the mysteries of life. Sitting in the centre of the restaurant with all the 'families' and 'couplez' surrounding you might be good for the restaurant but is certainly not good for you.

Here places like Cuppa, Mocha and Cafe Coffee Day come to the rescue. The food is not gourmet and I am being charitable here, but the ambiance is mostly college kids or office people taking a break so no one cares about the formalities of seating you or figuring out how many of you are there. But sometimes these young people hangouts tend to have a space crunch. So one day, I ended up sharing a table with three college going kids. One of whom had an array of intimidating tattoos – dragoons and demons and what not's. She seemed to be going through a painful period in life and in a loud booming voice was shouting out the details. I spent a painful 30 minutes while she boomed on about the A@#$%^& who dumped her. And how she would s$%^& his life. Her other pals meanwhile, made sympathetic noises and played games on their phones. So I was like captive audience to this sad story. While I was getting ready to shed some sympathetic tears, kid with tattoo had already moved on in life and was cheerfully playing games on her phone – Cheers to the 21^st century 'Bhartiya Nari' who carries no emotional baggage beyond 1 hour. You will go places girl.

On another occasion, I was witness to a full blown fight between two kids who looked 15. Scene 1 Girl gives guy an earful about 'His lack of commitment to the relationship.' The guy meanwhile nods and gazes at pics on his laptop. Both of them have 'matching' sun glasses given the solemnity of the occasion. Scene 2 Boy shuts laptop and accuses the girl of being 'Demanding.' Scene 3 Girl walks out. Scene 4 Phew! I decide to walk out too. Me of course being a mere extra in the proceedings. Scene 5 I pay and girl walks in again, takes another seat and starts surfing on her (identical, but of course) laptop.

It was all like a Bollywood movie. The only thing missing was maybe Eminen playing in the background.

“Going Solo Solo Solo
dont need you anymore
Ill manage thank you
without you making me look like a fool
I wanna go Solo Solo Solo.... Solo”

Who says eating out alone can get boring, tiring or lonely!

Homework I command thee be done

The title is not original:) Its stolen from Calvin. But those are my exact thoughts as I deal with my son's homework. Homework has changed over the years. From a straightforward read a lesson and write the answers or solve Math sums, it has moved to more creative forms. So son has to identify words and write them in weird, tiny cloud shaped boxes. There is never enough space to fill in the words and he finds it totally dumb. Another 'fun and imaginative' homework is writing words with different colored crayons, sometimes it also gets 'funner' (in son's vocabulary) where you get to write words with rainbow colors - so basically you can't rub what is once written and given an average six year old rubs each word at least three times, you can imagine what I am dealing with here. My favorite is match the correct answer. Last week he had to match like 30 things on one tiny page. Needless to say he needed 'no help' and refused to use a scale to do the joining. So once he was done the page looked like a google map. (I know they are useful. But I can't read maps. I rely on the goodwill of mankind to take me to places.)
Anyway son in his infinite wisdom has figured it out," Its homework Mummy. Its not supposed to be fun or anything. For that we have to do other things like play and all."

Delhi Belly

There was a post Diwali ritual in my house every year. The entire Diwali month, my parents would binge on mithai and namkeen and then promptly go on something called the General Motors diet. The General Motors diet involves eating a distinct kind of food every day of the week. It could be just bananas on one day, and just boiled vegetables on another day. Basically the parents did not starve, but there is a limit to the number of bananas you can eat in a day. The rest of us, that is me and my brother would feel guilty about eating hearty meals. It was like those TV documentaries, where you end up feeling guilty about having a plate full of rice while people are starving. The good part is, it lasted one week and brother and I managed to lose one kilo in guilt while parents ended up 3 kilos lighter.
The bad part? Those three lost kilos usually came back in two weeks, and they got one extra kilo with them for company.

A very Delhi habit is being on a diet but never giving up the desert. However less we eat, the meal has to be followed by something sweet. So I have seen family and friends drinking sugar free teas which taste like sickeningly sweet boiled water - but we never mess with the post dinner gulab jamun. Though lately the gulab jamun has been replaced by sugar free amul chocolates and ice creams. (High fat and high calorie but no sugar).

One season, post getting Baba Ramdeved, there was an acute shortage of lauki in Delhi. Everyone I knew was drinking 'Lauki ka juice' as a part of the get thin quick plan. I tried it one day, and it made me wish my taste buds were dead and buried. The next season, mom was growing bushes of Aloe Vera since its juice was found to magically melt away weight. When I asked her about the lauki ka juice she said, "Oh that we can have any day now. Lauki got cheaper. Now Aloe Vera you cant get it easily."

You know you are in 2011 when you crib about the lift not working and your six year old tells you, "I always take the stairs (I stay on the 11th floor), its good exercise.'

Gosh I miss the 80's when my parents refused to buy me a Barbie doll (something I did not forgive them for till I was 25) since she looked 'too thin'. In fact, the dolls I played with would be classified as clinically obese in today's time and would need to go on a diet for sure.

Calvined

I love reading Calvin and Hobbs comic strips. Besides being highly intelligent, Calvin is ironic, funny, profound and there is absolutely no tiresome moralizing anywhere.
Now all my life (till I gave birth to my own Calvin) I always wondered why Calvin's mom looks so undernourished, hassled and sorely in need of vodka shots a vacation and multivitamins (strictly in that order). Finally post Dhruv turning six, I seem to increasingly resemble her. I have my Calvin moments everyday where I feel like telling my son - "Listen I am a first time parent. I don't have most of the answers and I blame my parents for it."

Tuesday the 28th:

Scenario: Me getting Dhruv to do his homework.

Dhruv: My homework is so dumb. They make us do one page of writing everyday. Did you get writing homework?

Me: (Putting on a superior air): When I was your age I used to not only write 5 pages, but also read like 10 pages as homework everyday.

Dhruv: Why you could not read and write properly? See if you did one page nicely, they would not have gived (Dhruv does not favor usage of the word given) you so much homework.

Sunday the 26th: Me putting Dhruv to bed (9 p.m.)

Ps: In my experience, the trickiest, toughest, most non-answerable questions get asked at bedtime when I am very sleepy myself and I want Dhruv to sleep

Dhruv: Mummy when people kill baby whales, do you think their mother's miss them.

Me: I am sure they do.

Dhruv: So what do they do when they miss them?

Me: No idea. But I am sure they must miss them. Don't you remember, in finding Nemo, his family got so upset when they lost him.

Dhruv: Pooh that's just a movie, all lies. You should google and see how the blue whale's mummy feels when he gets lost.

Dhruv (10. p.m half asleep but determined not to give in): Mummy also can you google and check if plants like to eat certain kind of manure? I mean which flavors do they like.

Calvin's dad says it for me - Being a parent is wanting to hug and whack your kid at the same time. :)

Nemo

My son Dhruv's pet fish Nemo died today morning. I spent an agonizing first half of the day thinking of appropriate ways to break the news to Dhruv. Nothing in my 6 years of motherhood had equipped me for this task (Though I feel eminently unsuitable for a lot of mothering tasks lately). Nemo was an year old, and Dhruv is attached to him as feeding and cleaning his fish bowl are his responsibilities. Well fishes being fishes do nothing except swim, but I was attached to Nemo as well :(.

Once Dhruv got home, I broke the news pointblank. Dhruv gave me a long hard look and said ," How can something live for so less time." I told him fishes don't live long. Post that he decided Nemo is 'Resting' and 'No one dies with their eyes open.' After some contemplation he finally decided, 'Nemo is gone.' While I expected the waterworks (Mine had started, needless to say). Dhruv asked me , 'Now what is Nemo going to be reborn as?' I told him personally I am not a believer in the rebirth idea. To which he incredulously replied," Of course we are reborn. Nemo can be a goat or a tree. He just cant be a fish. You get bored as one thing, so you are reborn as something else. That's how it works."
While I sat digesting this. He informed me,"You might also be a tree in your next life."I told him I am not bored being a human but anyway hubby accuses me of being as lazy as a log of wood on most days, so not a bad option. Post some more deep thought Dhruv decided, "I have a feeling Nemo will be reborn as the puppy you are planning to buy me." (Emotional blackmail at its best!! I have in principle agreed to buy him a puppy, if and when he is able to help out, and that's no where soon). And to press the advantage further he added," You can always call him Nemo if you like, we wont miss our fish that way." So looks like Nemo the puppy is on the cards soon.

Its on SALE

So everything is on sale. Every week and everyday, everything I seem to buy seems to get cheaper the next week making me wonder if I should have waited a week.

And while I seem to be buying cheaper, I am buying so much that I seem to have spent more in one month than in 6 months :(

Now I have clothes for every size - size 0 to size 8 (just in case I get fatter or thinner) bags for every occasion - trekking to airline travel to cocktail party. Shoes for all emergencies - running after son to running for exercise and also stuff for when (if?) we move to a bigger house, when (if) we redecorate the son's room, when (if) pals deliver kids.

In fact yesterday I had a long hard look at all the cupboards in our house and observed to my husband ," Don't you think our house has very few cupboards." Hubby looked at me quizzically and retorted," Don't you think all the 8 cupboards have too much stuff?"

The Central Sale has been extended by two more days on popular demand - Time to hit the mall and buy a new cupboard at a HUGE discount.