Lady, Gaga!
#gonetorun yesterday. On the return leg of my route I was passing
through a woman runner. I had noticed her earlier on the downhill and just by
looking at her pace I knew she wasn't here for the first time. I egged her on
as she made the way up the hill.
She reciprocated my nudge by telling me she wished she had my
speed. I slowed down a bit and we got talking.
I mentioned that I'd read somewhere that running is the only sport
in which you improve with age and it has worked for me, so it must be
true. She told me it wasn't working that way for her - she had been
slowing down over the last few years.
Turns out she had been running since 2001/2002. A few years ago,
she ran Bangalore Ultra 100KM. She did 112KM in the Nilgiris a couple of years
ago. She felt that while the endurance has gone up, her legs were beginning to
slow down. That probably explains why she was trudging up and down the ISB
road training her legs on the hill.
I was awed. Before bidding her good bye, I told her she
has ran more than 2x of the furthest I have run.
And then I told myself, which I didn't share with her, that I need
to gather speed because I have a long way to catch up with her. She is a
superstar. Salute and RESPECT!
Pinkathon
It's that time of the year when swathes of pink come running
out on the road. Yes, it's time for Pinkathon.
Several ladies I know, including my wife, participate in this
event. Some of them are serious runners looking for their PBs. Most of them
though show up because the lady next door - who has 2 young kids, or who is
so-out-of-shape-yet-attempting, or who is so very popular in the community as a
health freak - is also going. It is the same reason why the neighbors'
neighbor also shows up. And before you know it, every 2nd women in
the neighborhood is preparing for the event with evening 'brisk'
walks.
I totally respect the sentiments of the individuals running in these
events. I just hope they know better than "neighbor's envy" as the
reason for their participation.
While the reasons may vary, almost all the ladies have a common objective
to show-up at Pinkathon. The ultimate prized possession for the most
is to return home with a 'selfie-with-Soman' - Milind Soman.
Talking of the cause, I happen to recently speak to a bunch of
ladies participating this year. None of them had a clue about the cause
supported by Pinkathon. It's breast cancer, in case you were wondering too.
