Because I wake up early to run, I often wonder what my first words of the day would be. To whom? Would it be at the track? Or perhaps to the dogs in the kitchen?
Sometimes it is to Siri. Today it was “Play Megadeth.” My first words. It was Megadeth then all the way to Nehru Park.
I began alone and then bumped into my friend Gokul who ran a round with me. Then I ran into Kapil and I ran a loop with him.
Then finally Shikha. She had just finished the double marathon in San Francisco – came in fourth position – and was preparing for a monstrous ultra in Ladakh. Hats off.
We ran steadily and quietly for the next hour or so. I was so very grateful.
At the end of it all, I messaged my friend Aditi if she was free for a coffee and a catch up at the wonderful Fig around the corner.
Megadeth once again as I drove towards Gurgaon for a spot of work in torrential rain as if lakes emptying from the sky.
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