Finally. I felt as if I hadn’t had a blistering run in a long time. For my level.
Jeet and Ashwini, Suryansh and the young boy, made it happen. Running – as solo a sport or state of being as it is – it is so wonderful to share it. Especially, when your guts are spilling out and heart is in the mouth. As it was for me today.
800s, 200s again and again. We clubbed the final repetition to make it a one kilometre dash and Jeet and Ashwini made sure I was at their heel.
For me, this is what intervals is all about.
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