Lonely and Hard 400s

I reached the track early enough that there were only two people warming up. I began the warm up quickly – I was in a hurry to get the run done.

As I was finishing the warm up, Ashwini was a welcome sight.

Here we go, I thought relieved. But it was not to be. Aaj time trial hai, said Ashwini. I was on my own. 400 after 400, I was on my own in Lane One. Soon the track started filling up and Suryansh came bounding up during a break. As is expected, speed improved even if by a second or two, a giant leap in intervals. It never fails to amaze amateur me how very hard it is to get those seconds down. I can only but imagine what time might mean in the professional running world.

Later on, somewhere in Rajasthan, mustard crop was waving at me, a bright sky above. I hoped for a good day ahead.