I had a choice to go to track or run at home before packing and leaving for the airport.
I chose home. The young boy joined me as we did a progressive run, going faster each round. Eventually, he decided he wasn’t going to keep up but pace me for a minute or so whenever we crossed each other.
It turned out to be fun. For me the minutes ticked by but I also realised that I had lost much fitness over these last couple of weeks.
At any rate, it felt good to get the run followed by a fast workout under the belt before heading to Chennai.
Writing about Running 