The weather was slightly cooler this morning than has been. Or perhaps it was less humid.
I reached later than I would have preferred, and as usual Nehru Park was bustling, busy and carnivalesque.
As I was turning in, I saw Shikha running the Vinay Marg loop around the park. I started anti clockwise so I could bump into her.
How much more, I asked. Seven, she replied. She has been running fourteen kilometres on Sunday giving her back injury recovery time. Even though we were running at an easy pace, I admired her form and her natural running style.
We looped around the park and headed out towards Nyaya Marg loop. One way or the other, through conversation and a bit of cajoling, we did eleven kilometres together.
She remarked – finishing eighteen – that it was the most she had run since her injury. At my end, I was grateful for the company.
I had another nineteen to go. I ran this way and that, covering all manner of loops in the Nehru Park area. I bumped into Ravi, a fast runner aiming for a 70 minute half marathon in Delhi. I ran a speedy two kilometres with him. We both bemoaned our recent alcohol intake. Old fashioned for me. LIT for him.
I took a water break and put on the Jabras for the last nine. Hearing the Beast Mode mix on Spotify was good company counting down those last few kilometres.
Done, dusted for Sunday.
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