how a blog should be ?
shall it contain only good things.
or shall it be gateway to all private sorrow and grudges?
writing good things is politically good move . but it is boring to read.
Good is always boring and bad sensational
This Sunday was bad day for my running . Generally we run longer on sundays .Running on different surface keeps running interesting . Last sunday we ran on Eastern Express highway. It was great expeience to run with a superfast highway on one side and lazy creek full of mangroves on other side .
Reaching there was task . You need to wake up around 4 o clock after late night Saturdays. i always curse my decision to take up running on those early mornings. you have not rested properly and driving for a while .
When you reach there and see the crowd in darkness of the dawn. The mood changes .All that giddiness goes away . and you are runner again to achieve your PB ( PERSONAL BEST) .
Pre run warm is always interesting thing in places like this. You dont have your usual trainer . You can join any group doing stretches. You dont know group . you dont know trainer . Nothing matters . Just stand in last row and start. Nobody minds .
all the Runs starts at 6 AM . Whether it is event or practice . I started bit late but surprisingly i picked up pace very early . and group separated very early. You run along with unknown people for few hundred meters . you greet them. encourage them and sometimes converastion start .You talk about training about your work about you are routine about experience of past marathons . you get friends there . I have few such friends now.
There are running celebrities as well . They keep on encouraging us online( on run) and off line( internet)
after 4.5 km somebody running from opposite site shouted my name ran towards me and hugged me . He was my old friend Rasesh Parekh , We met after 6 months . i turned around and ran with him for few kms.
i left him at Ghatkopar and started running back towards Mulund . There were many people running in both direction .Men and women. Young and not so young . encouraging words and smiles keep you running .
A man in 50s from Parle was running in sandles along with me for last 2 kms . It was difficult to keep pace with him . i asked him about his sandals . He smiled " Running sandals bought in US " Oh my Gos . I m too naive .
At finish there were photographers of our Group . I did 13 km with pace under 6 min per km. Run was good . But photograph was not .
After run stretches . many groups doing it first time together on footbridge over high speed cars of EEH. It was experience . You just need to be there to have it .
On that backgroud this Sunday was not that fantastic. It was Juhu Beach. But reaching there took 55 km and a hour . It was humid . It was 2 days after Dasara and remains of idols were laying scattered on beach . It was beach but it was far cry from alibaug , Guhagar or any of Konkan beach.
Running with dirty Arabian sea on one side and five star hotels on other side was an experience too. But running on sand was not that easy . Sand was being loosened with running, cricket and other activities with time . after half an hour it was challenging to run loose sand.
I ran out of energy because of heat and humidity after 7 th km. I was sweating profusely . but i dont leave things incomplete . 8 km was target . i continued . i took out my shirt as it was heavy with sweat . i ran like Salman khan for last km.
There was so crowd on beach of kids, elders , doing different activities or relaxing , runners were in minority .
After run stretch was just a formality .
Taking out car out of parking in narrow lane took more energy than entire run.
Driving back did rest of it.
and something was waiting for me here to test my patience.
However there was silver lining to the cloud sunday on this s to make me survive in the turmoil.
shall it contain only good things.
or shall it be gateway to all private sorrow and grudges?
writing good things is politically good move . but it is boring to read.
Good is always boring and bad sensational
This Sunday was bad day for my running . Generally we run longer on sundays .Running on different surface keeps running interesting . Last sunday we ran on Eastern Express highway. It was great expeience to run with a superfast highway on one side and lazy creek full of mangroves on other side .
Reaching there was task . You need to wake up around 4 o clock after late night Saturdays. i always curse my decision to take up running on those early mornings. you have not rested properly and driving for a while .
When you reach there and see the crowd in darkness of the dawn. The mood changes .All that giddiness goes away . and you are runner again to achieve your PB ( PERSONAL BEST) .
Pre run warm is always interesting thing in places like this. You dont have your usual trainer . You can join any group doing stretches. You dont know group . you dont know trainer . Nothing matters . Just stand in last row and start. Nobody minds .
all the Runs starts at 6 AM . Whether it is event or practice . I started bit late but surprisingly i picked up pace very early . and group separated very early. You run along with unknown people for few hundred meters . you greet them. encourage them and sometimes converastion start .You talk about training about your work about you are routine about experience of past marathons . you get friends there . I have few such friends now.
There are running celebrities as well . They keep on encouraging us online( on run) and off line( internet)
after 4.5 km somebody running from opposite site shouted my name ran towards me and hugged me . He was my old friend Rasesh Parekh , We met after 6 months . i turned around and ran with him for few kms.
i left him at Ghatkopar and started running back towards Mulund . There were many people running in both direction .Men and women. Young and not so young . encouraging words and smiles keep you running .
A man in 50s from Parle was running in sandles along with me for last 2 kms . It was difficult to keep pace with him . i asked him about his sandals . He smiled " Running sandals bought in US " Oh my Gos . I m too naive .
At finish there were photographers of our Group . I did 13 km with pace under 6 min per km. Run was good . But photograph was not .
After run stretches . many groups doing it first time together on footbridge over high speed cars of EEH. It was experience . You just need to be there to have it .
On that backgroud this Sunday was not that fantastic. It was Juhu Beach. But reaching there took 55 km and a hour . It was humid . It was 2 days after Dasara and remains of idols were laying scattered on beach . It was beach but it was far cry from alibaug , Guhagar or any of Konkan beach.
Running with dirty Arabian sea on one side and five star hotels on other side was an experience too. But running on sand was not that easy . Sand was being loosened with running, cricket and other activities with time . after half an hour it was challenging to run loose sand.
I ran out of energy because of heat and humidity after 7 th km. I was sweating profusely . but i dont leave things incomplete . 8 km was target . i continued . i took out my shirt as it was heavy with sweat . i ran like Salman khan for last km.
There was so crowd on beach of kids, elders , doing different activities or relaxing , runners were in minority .
After run stretch was just a formality .
Taking out car out of parking in narrow lane took more energy than entire run.
Driving back did rest of it.
and something was waiting for me here to test my patience.
However there was silver lining to the cloud sunday on this s to make me survive in the turmoil.
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