Kuidore

I had one of my best runs in a very long time. Very few people know that I was laid up for a good portion of August-October. For the first time in a very long time I struggled to complete even 6 miles. For someone used to running atleast 12 on a daily basis - this was a huge blow to my ego. I knew from the get-go that today was going to be a magical morning. From mile 3 onwards, I kept thinking of Kuidore - my favorite state of being. To be sure, this Japanese word means 'eating to utter collapse'. I, as is usual, like extending this definition to include all the pleasures of life. Sex and Love being integral part of this list. Life to me is an eternal quest towards Kuidore. As Mae West once said "too much of a good thing can be wonderful". I have always likened running to sex to love.

I ran 21 miles from 4:28am this morning on little less than 3 hours of sleep. I had very restless legs for the past 2 days. Only did an equivalent of 9 miles yesterday - 500 repititions of stairs. Needless to say, I was a bit grumpy for most of yesterday.

I wanted to list my mile splits but today's run was so much more than that. It was truly one of those mornings where your glad to be alive. The air was clean. I was, as usual, alone with only the sound of my breath, completely lost in Kuidore.

p.s. if you have read this far, hi Dad!