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This injury is a minor set back. I keep saying this to myself. I ran a tentative two kilometres. Didn’t feel too good. But not too bad.

I resisted running more than this. Need to get this behind me and get back to solid training.

A few mornings of not running and already I’m feeling a gap, a hole, a void, a strange something amiss in my day and routine.

More physio to the abductor. More good vibes to get back to track. Literally.

Going to try a short run tomorrow.

When I got back home in the evening, I cautiously tried a run on the treadmill. Almost immediately, I began to feel sore but I wasn’t in the kind of pain I felt on Sunday. Still, not good.

But I had to be one of those runners who tries to run it off or just go on because the run means too much.

At any rate, I toggled at a very easy pace and finished five kilometres. I’m keeping my fingers crossed for a quick recovery. Feeling nothing less than a lump of lard.

Fortunately there was a physiotherapist coming over at my sister’s home.

I made my way there before work for a quick session.

Taped up and icing occasionally, I hope this injury is behind me soon.

Today I woke up late and decided to run the long run Sunday on the treadmill.

I started playing around with fast for a kilometre and easy for a couple of minutes to make the long run distance go by quicker. All was perfectly in order.

Great playlist. Good stamina. The treadmill was working out well. Alas.

I thought too soon. Suddenly the muscle on my inner left thigh seemed to give way. The hurt and pain was unlike anything I knew.

I stretched. I dabbed tiger balm. I sprayed deep ice. I got on again and tried several times but the pain was dramatic.

It seems like the abductor is pulled, pushed, strained or torn. I’ve no clue. Nothing online seems to particularly help.

All of this is fine – but I was so close to getting to my target of today’s long run – couldn’t it have waited until the end?

Yippee. I thought a run won’t happen today. I had barely slept and returned from Bombay in the morning and then straight to work.

But I got a chance in the evening to jump on the treadmill – and so I did.

It was simply wonderful and rewarding. While I missed the interval session today – I’ll happily take this instead.

I had carried running clothes but it was too much of a stretch to try and put in a short run after a long day, night and an early start.

It seems that I will miss the intervals too tomorrow. Hopefully, make up in the coming week.

I woke up early and hit the track before the flight to Bombay. It was variations of the mile and off I went after a short warm up.

The first rep didn’t go too well. But then it worked out just fine – even faster than expected.

Suryansh, Nikhil and another kid kept me company in rotation. In that while the sky overhead was dark, there was light at the track all around.

I could say that today was a repeat of yesterday. In fact I had intervals but missed them. I don’t know when I turned off the alarm because next I woke up it was past six AM.

It was back on the treadmill instead of the track – perhaps best – because I needed the sleep and the pollution was at its highest level this season.

Once again, transporting classical music for the cello filled the room but the kilometres seemed to go by quicker than yesterday.

Stretching and core work rounded up the morning.

El Cant Dels Ocells was playing through a Bluetooth speaker. It sounded especially beautiful in the early morning even as the sound of my feet on the treadmill, too, filled the room.

This and other music enveloped me as I dialled up the speed and adjusted the incline at regular intervals.

Today the music carried me through the hour, concert like, transporting and fulfilling.