I wasn’t quite sure what to expect at today’s Delhi Half Marathon. My bib said 13 years and counting and this year was the twentieth year of the event.
The best surprise was at the start line where I met Maneesh and Amit, my old running partners and friends. We hugged and wished each other luck. Pure joy.
The run started at 5 AM in darkness. Down Lodi Road, a few pools of streetlights punctuated the length of the road.
Retracing back towards India Gate, the sky was rapidly changing colours. By this time, I needed to consolidate the race. I gave a slight leeway to a couple of kilometres but managed surge again to have a nearly exact even split.
It wasn’t anywhere near my PB timing but it was nicely done – strong, controlled and experienced.
An hour later, I found myself listening to the Veena, played by Jayanthi Kumaresh for a morning concert to the sound of birds and fresh crisp air in the astoundingly beautiful atmosphere of Sunder Nursery. Pure joy.
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