Watched the Formula 1 German Grand Prix today. A complete race from start to finish. The last time I did that was in 2002. Final year engineering. The races used to be on sunday evenings and the qualifiers on saturday evenings every 2 weeks. I first got hooked onto F1 sometime around 2000-01 much to the agony of my father. I have been a couch potato all my life and F1 just added to my father's misery. I can still imagine him wanting to tell me, "get out of the house and play". I used to play as well. A lot. Just that my body does not reflect that. Years and years of eating rice can attest to that. Once a rice eater, always a rice eater. No wonder you don't see too many tamilians with six-pack abs. The trend is surely changing though. Couple of my cousins (the younger lot) can easily "walk" into a body-building show and a soccer team respectively. I would like to identify myself as Gen-X but these guys are Gen-Y, as in my age-group is "Xpired". You know where to put the blame on right. Formula 1. No. "Rice".
But hey, I once outran the Akron cricket team in a team drill where I was not even a part of the team. "Pat on the back" moment. I just did it for kicks and some of the guys were dumbstruck. How can a pot-bellied non-cricketer just out-run "us", the fittest group of guys in Akron wondered. I hope that was a motivation for them to do well. I don't remember how that season turned out for the boys.
Played racquetball few months ago and that felt good. Running up and down the length of the court reminded me of the time in graduate school where racquetball after class was not a necessity but a way of life. No weekday was complete without sweating it out in the court. I loved that sport and it helped me shed some pounds. Notice to someone who wants to lose some weight, play racquetball and the pounds will vanish. But as I graduated and moved on to better things in life, the pounds came back and so did the paunch in a much round-about avatar. I have started eating better lately and "try" to exercise regularly hoping to lead a normal non-critical life. One thing though always has remained, "The Love of Rice".
But hey, I once outran the Akron cricket team in a team drill where I was not even a part of the team. "Pat on the back" moment. I just did it for kicks and some of the guys were dumbstruck. How can a pot-bellied non-cricketer just out-run "us", the fittest group of guys in Akron wondered. I hope that was a motivation for them to do well. I don't remember how that season turned out for the boys.
Played racquetball few months ago and that felt good. Running up and down the length of the court reminded me of the time in graduate school where racquetball after class was not a necessity but a way of life. No weekday was complete without sweating it out in the court. I loved that sport and it helped me shed some pounds. Notice to someone who wants to lose some weight, play racquetball and the pounds will vanish. But as I graduated and moved on to better things in life, the pounds came back and so did the paunch in a much round-about avatar. I have started eating better lately and "try" to exercise regularly hoping to lead a normal non-critical life. One thing though always has remained, "The Love of Rice".
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