Writing about Running

A diary, mostly about running, by Aseem Vadehra

Peer Gynt

Peer Gynt – the cello version by Mischa Maisky – was trailing off as I reached Nehru Park. I ran. My legs felt like lead. This comeback – if I can begin to call it that – is going to take a lot of effort. Well that is saying the obvious. Hurrah. Now what. Go train. Moron.


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