Most of my life I had been blamed for underestimating my own capabilities. But this time it had been the other way round. This time I over estimated myself. I pushed the limits, and realized them only when they pushed me back! In the process I got to learn a few important things – and the most useful learning has been to know when to stop.
Past week had been an exercise in self restraint, moderate physical activity, and promises to be a fitter me. I have been regular with my morning walks. And breakfast. And lunch. For first time in , well, I don’t know in how many months! My lunch has always been a quick-fix kind of thing! And dinner has been usually worse! It still is. I need to work on that point.
This week, I am continuing the same routine. I still have to include milk as part of my regular routine. In not so distant past I used to love milk so much that I would have it twice or sometimes even thrice a day. It was my comfort food.
I love my morning walks. They give me the burst of energy I so need to see myself through the day. Especially the next one hour, which is so full of tasks to be done, calm to be maintained, and making sure that I still look human before stepping out of home to drop Diya off to school!