“Morning is an important time of day because how you spend your morning can often tell you what kind of day you are going to have ~ Lemony Snicket”

Following Robin Sharma the famed writer and leadership expert, he consistently preaches “the first ritual what we define in the morning will determine the rest of your day” is hardwired in my senses. Going through omnifarious phases of late, with my shift at work and new happening in my life I am entirely muddled up.

Its been ages witnessing the morning beam of sunrays, covering my entire body from the site of the sun, getting the sunscreen all over my body. On the contrast, my day beings when every other end their day. Irrespective of that I enjoyed the perks of night shift no peak hours traffic, carefree from the scorching sun, unlimited yummy midnight snacks. One fine Sunday I had an inter-corporate badminton tournament, where I had to head by 8:30 AM. Irrespective of my queer daybreak it was effortless to rouse early that certain day. Because I am much into the game badminton. This stirs me up of my good old times.

I was a terrible player than when I played with my dad at my street alley. I contented a couple of matches at my graduate school. Thereupon I bore my bat over again when I was at my corporate culture. I was fortunate to bump into friends who shared the alike interest of mine. Each day, the minute the work is done, I would be hanging around the badminton court. Badminton, since my girlhood it excited me. The enthrallment never changed up till today.

In the time, playing with my colleague fellows, I was a decent player. Smashing each and every day I gradually improved. There were other folks from diverse backdrop who joined the game, were the best players. I and my friends could see our game was improving, still not a pro.

Beyond doubt, I have to accept it. Choosing to play badminton, I could envision the physical changes happening within me. Feeling the downsized tummy, the power in feminine arms, the chemical-free glow in my face, vibrancy, and enthusiasm was rushing out of me, was sweating my dirt out embracing a refreshed skin. Beyond everything, I was energetic both in flesh and in the brain. You guessed I was cautious about reducing all those? No, it moved organically. It was just the game, concentrating on the game and the rest happened simultaneously.

Things changed subsequently. One and all were occupied, had their hands full with projects. No more games, no more meetings, no more skinny body. But the thirstiness for the game in no circumstances fade. I sought to join the badminton court and strengthen my game. Unfortunately, odd shifts at work never gave me the way. It was still lingering in my mind, not gonna give up, find it, play it and make it my game.

Any might puzzle, badminton is not the only choice to physically sweat out. I would have gone to the gym, which is open anytime irrespective of my shifts. If I preferred to go to the gym, I knew I am never gonna look back after two days. Owing to the fact that’s not my captivation, that’s not my game.

I am a person who is forever thoughtful or over-scrutinizing around the after-effects of every single thing. Be it the junk food I intake, the chemicals in the cosmetics I use, the aftermath of sitting idle with no physical exercise. Once such obsession pushed me to try out varied fitness classes like Zumba, yoga, and badminton.

I might seem to be an inconsistent brat committing it for few days and quits. No, When my timings at corporate work persisted changing I didn’t quit my fitness regime. Instead, I reorganized my activity accordant with my timings. when I had early morning shifts I practiced yoga, when I had mid-noon shifts I went to Zumba which had consecutive sessions in the afternoon. At work, I had friends of similar interests I practiced badminton. I never gave up on any.

I was able to be consistent with my fitness regime only because I chose to do what I like not what others do. Physically fitness is a must. I have personally realized it and that’s why I am chasing it until today. Know whats your hook up.

xoxo

Mita