And back to track

A lonesome peacock with a full tail perched high above on a tree devoid of leaves. Mostly bare, its branches and shape reminded me of anatomy drawings of the lung.

I see this between pull up sets. I used to be fairly decent at pull ups, now not so much. Which means I need to get back to it.

The temperature is much lower than two week ago but the humidity is at ninety percent. I checked this later but while running at the track, I did think that the overall conditions felt better than before.

It was hard going, staring at the back of Ashwini and Jeet as they jettisoned down the track at blistering pace. Suryansh, Monu, the young boy and I followed completing repetitions of 400s, 300s, 200s.

Effort is everything. I thought this at the track, thinking of the movie Road to Boston. How much to push, I wonder, thinking these thoughts down the hundred metre straight,