Thursday, October 1, 2009
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
I got asked recently what "feature" of mine I was most proud of. I didnt have to think too hard. I think it would be my heart. Sometimes I feel like my heart will burst by the overwhelming kindness some people have shown me. Sometimes I feel like it will burst because I get so sad, so happy, so full of anger...all of it. I wish it was big enough to forgive, and big enough to heal on its own....
Another strong morning. 80 minutes of stair sprints for 400. Arm Weights for 25 minutes, followed by a big long stretch. I can now extend my legs over my head as of today. So proud!!
Stretching has made a world of difference to the way I align my body and how quick I recover. My PF has virtually stopped bothering me. It has been atleast 2 months of consistent stretching - every single day, sometimes twice recently!
Another strong morning. 80 minutes of stair sprints for 400. Arm Weights for 25 minutes, followed by a big long stretch. I can now extend my legs over my head as of today. So proud!!
Stretching has made a world of difference to the way I align my body and how quick I recover. My PF has virtually stopped bothering me. It has been atleast 2 months of consistent stretching - every single day, sometimes twice recently!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Holiday Tuesday!
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!
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!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)