As I was approaching the parking, I saw Shikha running down Niti Marg. Of all the runners already here this early morning, she stood out.
I looped around counter clockwise to meet her. We ran steadily for the next hour and half approximately barely exchanging a word and increasing the pace gently.
Back at the car, I met the young boy for a quick five leaving me to do a one point five at the end, to close out long run Sunday.
Later in the afternoon after some excitement involving the young girl’s injury, I fell into a deep slumber.
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