M vs M : Part 5 (The Corona edition)

Friday, 9.30 pm, Day 18 of the Lockdown.

Me: Oh, let me stay up late and finish this drawing. I don’t have to wake up early tomorrow. What a life, too good!

Mind: Wah! What an empowering thought! Sure, and then you can sleep in.

Me: Ya, there is no running anyways!

(some time passes, colouring is progressing well)

Me: Hmmm, I feel like eating something.

Mind: (in an instant!) It’s the time for dessert!

Me: (a programmed reaction!) What! No…not at night!
Mind: There is that bar of Magnum in the freezer.

Me: (vehemently) NO!

Mind: You’ve been dying to have it. And frankly, you are not even in training for ANYTHING…so what difference is it going to make?

Me: Actually, yes. Good point. If not now, then when?

Mind: Go for it…just have it!

Me: (smiling from ear to ear) I cannot even remember the last time that I had a full bar of Magnum!

Mind: ( also smiling, wickedly!) Really, what kind of a life like this?

Me: Ya, I will eat it now and then run for 2 hours tomorrow!

Mind: (sputters with disbelief) What, run for 2 hours? You know that there is a Lockdown na? So, 2 hours in the building!!?

Me: (argumentatively) So what? People are doing all kinds of things. Why can’t I run for 2 hours? (after a few seconds) Accha…actually okay, that’s a lot and the max. that I’ve done is 75 mins…and that too only once, last week! Ok so, forget running, I will not eat anything tomorrow. Maybe I will try that intermittent fasting thing!

Mind: (as an aside) What is this new stunt that she wants to try now?

Mind: Tomorrow is tomorrow… Just eat it now.

Me: Arre, but it is a full bar of ice-cream! How can I just eat it?

Mind: But what is this intermittent fasting? Are you crazy!?

Me: Dude, everyone is doing it…and I am not even working out. So, if I want to eat this ice-cream that’s the only way!

Mind: (mumbling)She’s lost it!

Me: I am telling you…Just sitting in the house all day, for so many days, and eating all the time, without my usual mad running, I will become FAT!!

Mind: Whatever man….

Me: Tell me, how much will this 30-min and 45-min running burn, tell me!! And I am not so crazy as to run more than that!

Mind: (eye roll!) Yeah, tell me about that!

Me: Ice-cream, Ice-cream!

Mind: Whacko!

Me: (getting purposefully and striding towards the fridge) Ya- that’s it! This is a new life. Stay up late. Eat ice-cream. Not run tomorrow and fast all day!

Mind: Speechless!

Epilogue: And I walk to the fridge gleefully, like a devil incarnate, open the freezer, feel the chill and smile. My face lights up as I hold the bar in my hand, but my heart stops me, and in slow motion, with puppy dog eyes, and a look of sadness, I put it back. I walk to the cabinet in the kitchen settle for one chocolate-covered date! (Loser!!) And I wake up at 6.30 am the next day (it is a curse) and run for 90 mins (that’s when this post was written)! The run was in 2 parts as the grocery delivery truck came early! So 70 + 20 mins!

Yes, I am crazy. And it was really me vs Magnum!

Previous editions here: M vs M: Part 4.                 M vs M: Part 3                 M vs M – Part 2.              M vs M