Small Talk

There are some people whom you meet and click with instantly. The conversation flows smoothly, you are jumping from one topic to another and you are absolutely enjoying the company of this person. Somehow its like meeting an old friend (whether or not you have common backgrounds). And then there are others... In spite of having some common background (work, school..) you have always had choppy weird conversations with them. You just don't know what to talk them about and frankly you don't want to find out either. And thats when the polite ritual of "Small Talk" comes in. You talk about the weather, movies and random things while desperately planning an quick escape from the location in your head.

Scene : You are at the movies excited about watching the new release featuring your favorite actor (yeaayyy..). Suddenly you spot them and recognition flashes in both your eyes (and hesitation in your minds.. Racking brains .."oh gosh what am I gonna talk abt"..Planning escape.." wud it be rude to turn around and run now..damn politeness"). You walk towards each other and the small talk starts.. " Hey..Long time (and there's a great reason for that).. How are you..me..good..good (c'mon we hardly know each other..its not like I can tell u life sucks..)..Whats happening (not that it really matters)..". You both are staring at each other, pausing and wondering what to say next. One of you starts " the weather has been great/crappy lately..blah blah..". 3 more (or lesser if you are lucky) minutes pass in discussing weather, the movie you are about to watch and other inane things. Then finally "Chal I will get going (Thank god)..We shud meet up sometime (like thats ever happening)..Bye".. and you walk away thinking "man that was awkward".

I always end up feeling weird in the pit of my stomach after one of these fake conversations and pray with all my heart that it is my only one for day.. "Small Talk" is another one of those rituals of adulthood and politeness that I hate but will probably comply with for the rest of my life.

Body Talk

Yes, I am one of the gazillion people whose new year resolutions included getting healthy/hitting the gym regularly. Frankly I am not a stranger to this group considering that I have been a part of this group for the past 4 or 5 years. The big difference this year is that I am actually taking the resolution seriously (never before has the resolution seen any effort on my part). So I have been working out quite religiously for the past 2 to 3 weeks (considering the first 2 weeks of Jan as start up time). Scary proof of my strange dedication, I am up at 7.45 am on Saturday mornings to go a kickboxing class. And I am not a morning person..at all...(my husband is amused and shocked at the same time with this change).

Add my sudden enthusiasm for working out with my previous couch potatoness and voila you have the recipe for severe muscle soreness. So the past few weeks looked a little like this.. Me pleading people not to make me laugh cause even breathing is hurting my abs and stomach right now ( Thanks a lot ab crunches)...Me wincing and going "owowowow" with every step (Thankyou dear kickboxing and spinning classes)... You get the picture.

After I returned from walk/jog around the neighborhood this weekend, a fresh wave of soreness hit me. And I thought to myself "This is crazy... My body should be supporting me in my effort to become healthy. It shouldn't being trying the sabotage this for me with all this stupid pain". I only wish I could have a conversation with my body which would go like
"Listen you need to get along with the program...This is going to be good for both of us...You get healthy I get toned... We both get compliments..This definitely, is a win-win situation here.. And even if I am not going to get your support can you at least try not to dissuade and distract me with the pain.."

For obvious reasons thats one conversation thats not happening.. :)