Run Jog Walk

I ran, jogged, walked, struggled to walk for 5KM and finally completed my first marathon@Pinkathon.

 There were couple of reasons why I went for this marathon.

1. My little boy is little big now, and B can take care of him in my absence for few hours ( blessed to have you in my life).

2. Free registration from Woo.

3. Women only marathon

4. I have dedicated my 2016 to transformation and healthy living.

Entire way I kept on telling me go...go, one more mile...you can do it.. you can finish it.. don't stop.. run jog run jog finish it before one hour.. you can do it.

Marathon was super fun and in return I made new set of friends from office and apartment complex.

Got a chance to witness Women from different walks of life with different age, culture, strength, abilities, disabilities. There were women who are:

working,

non-working,

above 60 years,

college going

school going

cancer survivor,

with disabilities( blind)

Mother:

with toddlers,

with infants (9 month old in pram),

with teenagers,

with kids on tricycle :),

who all were participating this marathon.

I have never seen this combination in other marathon’s I participated in past.

And to cheer all lovely Women in the marathon, there were father's ( saying stop talking, run...run), Husband's saying ( run run I am with you), New father's with infants and a banner saying ( my mommy is running in the race), father in laws, Brothers, Friends, Volunteer's and off course Milind Soman ;).

This reminds me of the quote I read in a tea shop by "Eleanor Roosevelt" - A woman is like a tea bag; you never know how strong it is until it's in hot water. So true Isn’t it!

See you around & Happy Running!

Happiness Overload.. Choco Chip Chocolate cake for B'day Gal!

Addiction

These days I am addicted to a number of things .. here is  my list...sleeping, baking, blogging, social networking sites,shopping, checking yahoo India page for some celebrity gossip page (actually to see what is new in fashion, as when ever I see some one wearing different clothes or  style.. I ask my sis what is this ... and she asks me do you know "F" of fashion ? and my only answer is No. I think I am trying to keep myself update with all new fashion while she is in Singapore and I am not getting daily dose of  fashion from her.

 On top of this I found myself eating pasta very often in white cheese sauce with lots of veggies... is this called Pasta love? This is happening every time we step out for team outing /lunch. Am I addicted to white sauce.. btw it's  yummy..Saffron white sauce Pasta was yummy at smoke house deli :)

Say NO.

Why do we make stupid choices and wrong decisions just to maintain family prestige in this stone heart world.

There are number of  instances where people feel so happy or content while showing off  their money, big house, luxury car, knowledge big degree's, beautiful skin, frequent visit to costly restaurants...even kids are not left behind from this show off game. To these people it doesn't matter whether they can afford all this or not but they will build pressure on their family or partner to fulfill their demands. So, that they can maintain their reputation among their relatives and neighbors.

I feel pity on these people who can't understand that your family is the only one who should be more important to you not your relatives and neighbors. It doesn't matter  what they think or feel about you.
I feel so sad for these people who are trapped in this false pride game and do not know when to say NO to this never ending game. I have seen parents shifting to luxury apartments just to get their daughters married rich house or why you want to show that you can afford this much spending on marriage And in order to do this, god knows what all sacrifice they do.  They will not take care of basic educational , emotional needs of their their kids, but will make sure that they wear branded clothes and serve non veg dishes to their guests.

I wish they learn when and how to say "No" to this never ending game and stop getting bothered what our relatives and neighbors would think about us. You can not control other's thought but you can control your's.


Think about it!

What is more spicy .. Food or Gossip???

Every one needs some amount of gossip or interesting( I should say Spicy) topic to make sure that receiver part is still with you and not in their own world. Here is my recent experience....

One of the most interesting phrase, I hear these days during conversation over the phone is "What's New ? " or "What's Up?".... I feel like saying "Roof is Up! can't you see?" What these gossip mongers think that every day there will be some drama or story cooking in our lives and they are obliged to give us their not so required advice for FREE. I just want to tell them to have some control on their thought process and stop asking these stupid questions and learn how to say bye when conversation is over instead of asking what's new and wasting another person's 5 minute before closing the call?

Disaster...an incidence to remember

I used to be very afraid of public speaking or giving presentations to a large group of folks. I used to keep all my questions and answers to myself. I will sit silently during the entire presentation and will not utter a single word of doubt or question. This reminds me of an incidence from my school days when I was about 13 or 15 years old.

Every one in the class was supposed to lead and sing one morning prayer. So, it was my turn on that day. I did full rehearsal in front of the mirror or when I was alone. Next day with butterflies in my stomach, I reached school on time and stood in the line waiting for my turn to start the prayer. I sang first line with full nervousness and then I went blank, blank like a slate,nothing was coming in my mind... I was not able to recall next line of the prayer... I waited there for next couple of mins but I was 100 % blank ...My teacher looked at me with full anger like what's the problem... complete this prayer. I waited for few more mins and then said, I am sorry and went down the stage. I cried a lot and got full lecture from my teacher on that day... :(

I tried keeping myself safe for a long time from public speaking due to this fear. Finally one day came in my professional carrier, when I was not able to escape myself from giving this presentation in front of the entire business unit. I expressed my hesitation to my manager and she told me one thing.. "I know you are a strong girl and you can handle it very well. I am there with you, do not worry and you will do good."  Don't know from where these lines gave so much strength and will power that I gave my first presentation to a group of 30 engineers without getting nervous or getting stuck or even going blank after seeing this big group. 

From then on wards I never looked back and I am no more afraid of presentation/ public speaking provided I know what I am talking about or the subject is completely clear to me.

I strongly feel that parents should encourage their kids to stand up for themselves and let them peruse their dreams. Let them travel to another city for  study or work and become independent unique identities.

I have few college friends who were not allowed to go beyond there respective cities for work or study as parents were afraid that no you are a girl, you can not go to other city alone.

I think I am blessed to have supporting and understanding parents, who understood my problems and were standing tall like pillars when ever I needed their support. They encouraged me to go to different city for study and in fact allowed me to go to far places for work. It's their faith and trust, that keeps me connected to my roots and I can differentiate between good and bad.  I know that I will always have my parents support, it does not  matter whether time is good or bad or I am beautiful or ugly.

I just want parents to support their kids when they are learning how to stand, after that kid will run, walk, dance on his own.

Give them wings, let them fly!

Monday Blues ... ahh not for me

OK, so on third day of the week we are talking about first day of the week. I do not think I ever hated Monday, but I cursed Sunday evening a lot :)

Few reasons why  I look forward to Moday's  is ... I can see my plans getting executed, dreams taking shape and getting completed over the week. Actually Monday's make me feel that I am a super hero and I start assuming that every thing is under control.....I can change any thing. It brings new hope, new light, new perspective to things going around. Removes dust from  old non executable thoughts. This day gives me fresh air to breath and hope, on top it tells me to relive life once again every week:)