21 April
2013
20 April
2013
Fowler Park run
17 April
2013
Had fun!!
15 April
2013
Quick 5K
14 April
2013
“Run”-aiya “Bastob”-aiya
5K run on a very cool morning in Fowler Park. Arup and Amitesh was there but we missed Manas and Samaresh. The cooler temperatures helped us run at a pretty good clip (8:30 min/mile). The Starbucks coffee was accompanied by our stories of moving violations. The incidents of all the traffic tickets that the three of us have cumulatively gathered convinced me that the speed we lack in running – we try to make up in driving 🙂
9 April
2013
The other meaning of 3 R’s
7 April
2013
A first in our Bengali run!
We had a “first” in our otherwise humdrum Bengali Sunday Runday. We had our first lady runner! Atashi joined us! As did Sid! The regulars – Amitesh, Manas and Arup were there too. (although Manas was there more in body – than in spirit; he ran off to a grocery store for chores immediately after the run 🙂 ). Amitesh and I put in a couple of short sprints during the 5K which, above all, reminded us of our age 🙂 It was a great get together. As was the Starbucks coffee with the group albeit sans Manas and Arup.
4 April
2013
Run in rain
5 mile run in Florida on A1A by the beach. In thunderstorm and torrential rain!! Had the time of my life.
When I started, the ominous dark clouds had already started moving in. After I completed the first mile, the temperatures started dropping rapidly and the wind started howling. The clouds were coming from the northwest and rapidly started enveloping the sky and then the ocean.
The beach was a beautiful sight. The palm trees were in unison bent in the same direction as if to let the wind know which way to go. The beach goers were scrambling back the other way and dragging on the sand their children and belongings alike.
Within minutes, a loud cloudburst announced the arrival of sharp rain and occasional thunders. The road cleared out very quickly. Now that I had the whole road to myself, I did what every self respecting 46 year old would do.
I ran in the middle of the road, stepped on every single puddle that had formed (and if I missed any, I went back and stepped on it) and stuck my tongue out to taste the rain. At one point, I got a huge shout out from some spring breakers stuck in a second floor bar. I doffed my cap to them and discovered how great the sharp rain felt on my shaved head. I never put the cap back!!
Finally, I pulled up near the hotel after five miles, in front of a bunch of amused hotel guests waiting for their ride to come in the rain. Carefully I wrung out the water from the socks and cap on the side and walked in barefoot, totally drenched, water drops marking the way I walked with my shoes in my hand, casually like nothing had happened 🙂
There is a Starbucks in the hotel. Right now, it has a coffee cup with my name written all over it… 🙂
30 March
2013
We ran Deep!
21 March
2013
Oat meal!!
Another 5K in really humid Mumbai. Sitting at the breakfast table, I was wondering why oat meal in India tastes so much better than in US. Then I noticed the plate of Jilebi, aloo paratha with Chana dal and achar and the masala dosa surrounding it at my table 🙂
I know what my Indian friends in US are thinking – “You pig! You deserve to run aimlessly” 🙂
In my mind I am telling them “suit yourself” as I dig deeper into the two rasamalais 🙂