Tomorrow’s project: run to a small neighborhood to follow up on a clue I found tonight. Trying to locate a friend from my first grade… Hoping the neighbors won’t shut their doors on a shaven-head madcap in shorts running aimlessly in small streets. That sight has to be only as common as orderly traffic on indian roads… Arghya Sengupta, if you remember me from Mrs. Shastri’s class, here I come tomorrow…

Visits to India always make me appreciate the finer aspects of life – electricity, indoor plumbing, potable water and such…

How do you save yourself from losing three pounds of water over a simple 5 mile run? By NOT running in sultry and humid Kolkata. I have been sitting down for 45 minutes and still am sweating profusely. Now my sister in law has brought some hot tea. This ought to be fun 🙂

10K run. Getting used to the humidity. Highlight of the run – stopped over at cousin’s place and had a tea with him before proceeding to run again.

Found an ultimate solution to the dog-chasing-runner problem. Pick the hottest time of the day with near saturation humidity to go for the run. The dogs refused to get out from the shades of the trees. One or two reluctantly gave a bark but that too with one eye open and chin still resting on the front paw 🙂 On the flip side, that was an extremely draining 7K run…

Humidity, thy name is Durgapur. One simple 5k run (dogless, I might add) and I was sweating like one of the Norwester clouds over here. Now having dinner with immediate family at our favorite hangout Peerless Inn. With some terrible wine, I am afraid!

Heading back to the small town that I was born in. Hope to see mom in a stable condition. Hope the street dogs recognize me as a friendly person during my runs. Hope to get a perspective that transcends quarterly numbers to hit.