The lockdown has thrown us all in a tizzy. But being someone who craves a routine, it has practically shaken me, swirled me around and hung me upside down, till I said ‘I give up and take whatever you serve me’. Starting with food.
Home food has always been the cook shelling out rotis and dals and veggies that make up the ‘healthy’ meals of the week. Weekend has always been Swiggying, and Zomatoing, or in general checking out the plethora of cafes and bistros that keep cropping up all over the city. But that’s not an option now. And so, this lockdown introduced us to the world of cooking. Which meant that if anything, we are ending up having richer, more indulgent foods than before, because who in their right mind would spend time in the kitchen rolling out rotis, when you can whip up a cheesy pasta, or pizzas and burgers, or Spaghetti with meat balls? All from scratch? Add to it the brownies, and cookies and pies that are being shelled out regularly, there you have yourself a calorie abundant lifestyle.
Which brings us to part 2. Where do these calories go? You hardly move anymore. The work desk and the water cooler and the washroom and the bed are all right next to each other. The 1000 odd steps that you ended up tracking just by being in office, no longer happen. So, unless you resort to drastic measures, the only place they could settle down at, has to be your midriff.
And that we can’t let happen now can we? Especially since you might not even realize it, because it’s been months since you tried to get into a fancy (by which we mean uncomfortable, tight fitting) outfit. The Pajamas and the home-shorts conceal it all, and you have every chance of living a happy, comfortable and deliciously indulgent life, until normal life returns (hopefully) and you realise that you cannot pull up those skinny jeans beyond your knees.
Hence, workouts. I have been working out fairly regularly for 8 years now – the forms have changed. Usually it’s a quick burn in around 30 minutes on the elliptical trainer, or the treadmill, or a stationary bike at the gym. For the last 2 years, it was running outdoors, which was sometimes intensive (remember by half marathons?), but usually a decent 5K. But the lockdown killed those options, especially since running with a mask is annoying as hell. And I entered the world of home workouts.
The internet is a treasure trove of everything amazing. You cannot ever say you don’t know something and there is no way you can learn it, because – internet. The one stop shop for everything new that I have picked up online. So it pretty much works like this. I research the recipe for chocolate tart. I get a 1000. I pick the one I understand best and which has simpler ingredients, a couple of hours are spent in the kitchen with Zo playing sous chef, and voila! There we have some calorie heavy dessert for consumption. And most of it is consumed the same day.
The next day, guilt sets in and we are all set to torch (some of) the calories from yesterday. Research, research, research and voila! Workouts for everything, by so many trainers it will boggle your mind. Once again, you pick the ones which seem in line with what you want, and there you are – following Chloe Ting and Sydney Cummings and Fitness Blender, day in and day out.
So far, the cycle has worked, and the scales state that I am not wrong. It has also been fun in a away, especially realising that it is actually possible to cook stuff at home that you would otherwise pay 5 times the price for. And how just a yoga mat and 1 pair of 5 kilo dumbells can give you so much more results than year long memberships at the gym do. Sometimes.
Which is to say, I am pretty sure I will revert to the old ways once there is a choice available. And I am hoping that will be soon.