My social life seems to have entered a high-octane era, so much so that blogging seems to have taken a backseat. Today for a change, I am enjoying a nice quiet evening watching the romantics antics of two mamoths, followed by the dalliances of two highschool sweethearts, who by a suspiciously Hollywood-esque twist of fate get thrown together again, post marriage, kids (18 between the two of them) and subsequent widowdom. Sigh!
And I have still not gotten bored of swimming, touch wood. During and post that one hour everyday, I feel free and energetic, respectively. It’s a great feeling to finally take up, enjoy and relish every moment of a sport — a far cry from the school days when only the prize atheletes got to enjoy play and also merit the attention of the gym teacher.
