Dhoom Dwarka

I picked my sister Roshini just at the 3:45 AM mark. It’s a fairly long drive to Dwarka even at this time.

Coach Ravinder organises some of the best races, and we had both registered for the half marathon.

It was a flat, mostly out and back race with small participation – about four hundred participated in the half marathon distance. Boutique races, localised and especially done to this quality are so fun and all important.

Far from the usual Sunday Nehru Park, running swaths of tarmac and occasionally watching plane take offs, (we were near the runways), the race was a mixed bag. For me, it was the first race of the season, and I was expecting it to be a training run but not as slow as I went.

It’s true that I didn’t check the watch till nearly the seventeenth kilometre and I ran it by feel but later when I checked the statistics, the pace had fallen quite a bit before steadying itself. I hadn’t expected that.

But it wasn’t a disappointing run – in fact quite the opposite – taking part in a race the same as my sister was fun and we chatted and caught up on the long drives to and from the location.

Waffles at breakfast later – what more could one ask for.