I had no intention of running today. I cant help it though - everytime I think I should take a break, I want to do it even more. Had a really strong morning again. Delhi right now has gross weather - the stoopid sun insists you put on your happy face, no matter how bleak you feel inside. I do love seeing it shine so bright. I ran a 50 minute 10k on the dot - strapped on my watch to time it and even though I had one of those days of too much fuel yesterday; I felt light and quick on my feet.
It is runs like these that I give thanks to God. I may have veered off track as far as faith is concerned, but I know for sure that what keeps my heart ticking is my joy for running. It is intrinsically connected to my belief in God. Running without faith is pointless to me.
It is not a talent. What motivates me out of the door every morning is an unflinching curiosity, a desire to seek out the best in myself, no matter what the odds. It drives me to solitude more often than not. In all likelihood, it will be this curiosity that will drive me till I am 90 - any chance of improving is motivating but inessential. Being the underdog is the secret - so if you lose, you lose only to yourself! :-)
Anyway, Sunday was 400 stair sprints in the am, followed by weights and then jumping rope for 7 minutes. In the pm was a quick 17 minute 4k. Monday I felt blah so only managed 150 repeats on the stairs in 20 minutes. I stretched for 45 minutes after that though. This morning was supposed to be a rest day but I ran instead. Goodtimes!
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