Adagio in G minor was playing on the way back home. The sky was turning a soft pink. It filled me with joy to begin to see dawn again even if it was while in the car. The last couple of months had been much too dark.
On the way to the track, my sister Roshini told me that the half marathon race for the weekend had been cancelled. I was all set to do a short time on feet run but this changed things.
She was doing 400s so I followed that lead and did 400s too.
It was a lonely hard run. The track was near empty during the time there. No Ashwini to give company. No Coach Ravi yelling out splits. I endured with much difficulty.
When I finished I hoped my coach Eilish would be proud that I switched to hard intervals. As I write this, I smile thinking that not only would she have expected no less but perhaps expected me to work harder.
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