The end to my summer runs in sweltering heat was a relief. The sky was grey and there was the gentle pitter patter of rain drops on my window pane when the alarm went off at 5:30am on Sunday. I had a bad stomach (probably something I'd eaten on my long tour to Andhra) since the night before and would have probably gone back to sleep. But hey, this is Sunday and I wouldn't miss running in the rain after that long summer.
I intended to do a nice long run but my physical condition (I had the trots:-) and had to go in the bushes - pleeassse, I had my water bottle ok?) decided otherwise. However, the first 10K was really "cloud 9" and I sang;
Raindrops keep falling on my head
but that doesn't mean my eyes would soon be turning red
cryin' not for me - cause
I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining.......because I'm free!
Nothin' worrin' me!
Well into my 14K I felt my legs go weak. Why shouldn't they? It is clear that loose motions cause dehydration and it is amazing that I managed until then. I told you - runners throw caution to the winds! Well, I wrapped it up at 17.4K cause I'm not getting any younger. I should have had the horse sense not to have started out at all! :-)
I reached home and did the usual eggs and ham breakfast. Then we went out to buy Bryan a new school bag. He had spotted a small "Man U - Cristiano Ronaldo" bag at Hypercity and had a big argument with Monsoon. The bag' size is useless for him (besides costing 1200/-!) and I too put my foot down. We got him a beautiful (by his own admission) red rucksack costing 1100/-. I reached home, looked out the window and fixed myself some rum telling myself that its a cold rainy day (wink):-) Aaahhhh! the smooth taste of "Captain Morgan" with just a hint of coke was enough to quote;
For oft when on my couch I lie
in vacant or in pensive mood
they flash upon that inward eye
which is the bliss of solitude
