Writing about Running

A diary, mostly about running, by Aseem Vadehra

Short one in abominable pollution

I had intervals today but I had barely slept at night. I dragged myself to the car with gels in hand hoping it would work out as it usually does.

But the air was just abominable. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. My cough has been on and off for weeks now and this would certainly send it skyrocketing.

Eventually, I did just half hour. Watching all manner of folks at the track – the old, the middle-aged, the very young children, the teenagers, I felt bad. This early in the very cold morning, intense training for many, in awful air.

Back at home, the young boy and I did a 100-100-100 workout with crunches, squats and lunges as training with sets of wall-sit thrown in for good measure.


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