North India is unforgiving. The terrain I run every morning is uneven, dirty and probably not very safe (or so I'm told). Since it is well and truly summer here, it is also very dusty. This weather forces you to smell the earth. The sun isnt quite out when I take off and one can almost hear an echo - strange, because I am also surrounded by very tall buildings. It takes me 15 minutes to settle into a comfortable stride. The first mile is rarely easy. I also am very relaxed when I begin. When the breath settles, and your tongue is comfortable in your mouth and your arms nest against your core - your heart takes over. I run till I can run no more and if it hurts, I run some more. Its hot, its dusty and lately, it has also been very windy. People rarely bother me here, I have seen far worse - mostly just curious stares.
Yesterday was so gross - a frustrating 90 minute "run" (shuffling). Today was so much better - I finished 12k in 57 minutes and stood by the sprinklers for some welcome water on my head!! 20 minutes of weights. I am so proud that I make it to the gym for a whole 20 minutes twice a week nowadays - I am also the grumpiest member and I dont think people here are used to seeing a girl coming in soaked in sweat - I think they think I'm homeless and leave me alone, or think I stink and leave me alone. Its win win!
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