Last week I
managed to swing in a 21K after a few months. It wasn't a I-crushed-my-PB run
but glad I got over the mental inertia that had crept in during the time.
Long runs are special. They offer an extended period of solitude and personal time, and allow us to witness a variety of life events.
As I spent over 2 hours running through the lanes of my neighborhood, I saw various hues of life and some flashbacks as well.
Such as students waiting on their school transport. Some jumping around playfully, some starring into blank spaces waiting for their eyes and mind to synch up, and perhaps others, like me in those days, gathering their wits on how to handle that dreaded teacher or subject.
Youngsters cleaning and polishing their scooties and bikes, making them worthy for the rider and the designated pillion for the day. Some inquisitives ones, like me, experimenting with their machines - tuning up the engine or loosening the "wind pipe" for their bike to make the right kind of noises.
Budding couples catching up on the street corners, or just a safe distance away from their neighborhoods, for a temporary union before going to their dreary work schedules. Some lucky enough have extended "meeting sessions" in the park.
Such as those early movers of India's Silicon Valley making an early drive or catching the first bus to office, either to impress the boss or beat the traffic. I reckon it would mostly be the latter though.
So whether you are looking for a trip down the memory lane or in a mood to reflect or absorb the world around you, go take a long run or, heck, even a long walk out there. You will carry back home visages - some new or some old.
Long runs are special. They offer an extended period of solitude and personal time, and allow us to witness a variety of life events.
As I spent over 2 hours running through the lanes of my neighborhood, I saw various hues of life and some flashbacks as well.
Such as students waiting on their school transport. Some jumping around playfully, some starring into blank spaces waiting for their eyes and mind to synch up, and perhaps others, like me in those days, gathering their wits on how to handle that dreaded teacher or subject.
Youngsters cleaning and polishing their scooties and bikes, making them worthy for the rider and the designated pillion for the day. Some inquisitives ones, like me, experimenting with their machines - tuning up the engine or loosening the "wind pipe" for their bike to make the right kind of noises.
Budding couples catching up on the street corners, or just a safe distance away from their neighborhoods, for a temporary union before going to their dreary work schedules. Some lucky enough have extended "meeting sessions" in the park.
Such as those early movers of India's Silicon Valley making an early drive or catching the first bus to office, either to impress the boss or beat the traffic. I reckon it would mostly be the latter though.
So whether you are looking for a trip down the memory lane or in a mood to reflect or absorb the world around you, go take a long run or, heck, even a long walk out there. You will carry back home visages - some new or some old.
