Believe it or not, ultimately, inner peace is a choice No sooner had I stepped out of my gate into the stinging cold of 5AM than I came face to face with him. He was standing right there, waiting for me with his usual mystical smile.
4.15AM, 9th April 2020. Crazy. I thought as the cold breeze whipped my body. Totally crazy. I had run for only 200 meters on Rhino Stretch but my legs were already out of breath. So I slowed down and started walking.
Keep running; and if you can't run, then walk. It has been four days since I last ran. My body is rusty. My running shoes are clean.
Keep running “Mambo!” I had seen him from the corner of my eye since I was hurtling down the road. It took a few moments to register that he was talking to me. “Can I run with you?” he asked with a smile. He as carrying a small bag under his arms. It was like a man purse.
Will my feet be able to slam into the ground and complete the 11,400 steps it usually takes me to run for 11.5 kilometers? I am feeling sickish. Its the 1.23 AM Sunday. 17th May.
Sometimes the body simply refuses to cooperate During the second kilometer, my legs refused to cooperate. I had intended to run the first kilometer in less than six minutes. I had visualized it the previous night.
Consistency Delivers Victory I will run the first kilometer in less than 5:20 minutes. I will then run the second kilometer in less than 5:40 minutes. These two resolutions were ringing in my mind as I slipped on my purple running top and marched out of the house into the biting cold of a July morning.
Could you walk a bit slower please? The plump lady told me. Seconds earlier, she had looked sideways at me and given me a smiling look. I wondered if I knew her from somewhere. Turns out she was afraid of the guy behind her.
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