Puja's flight school 'Million-air' has decided to close down on November 20th of 2005. I feel like a little piece of me has just died silently within me. I generally feel sad about nothing but somehow this is something else to deal with. I heard it about a couple hours ago and I am still chocking all over. Maybe I know that I am guilty of never really participating in my wife's amazing pursuit of flying or maybe its just the knowledge that lately things have tended more often to be negative than positive. While generally I have nothing to complain, far from it, it is pleasant and I am grateful but somehow I cannot help but feel a lump in my throat and quite a sense of loss. I am finding it hard to deal with. Very hard. It is just another one of those things that you cannot control and you know it is a part of your life, or was, and you try to hold on to it because you know you haven't held on to much and then comes along something that is out of the ordinary and you want it to remain that way and you cannot stop it and you know you are so little and insignificant...

Happened to see first 15 minutes or so of a Hindi film called 'Lucky'. I was quite amused by how bad Salman Khan was. I mean he was an order of magnitude worse than Shahrukh Khan, who I cannot stand. It was hard to believe that money is being spent to cast him as a lead role. It is hard to believe people can actually enjoy this.

The more I need exercise, the less I am able to do it. Pretty sad. Everyday I wake up in the morning early so that I can spend just a few minutes working out. It never happens. I wonder why.

BTW, my laptop died so I lost over two years worth of exercise data from my Polar HRM. I am thinking of giving up on the HRM. It may be useful but I haven't really gotten anything from storing that data -- except bragging rights for my own self, which may not actually be such a bad thing.