jog-lesson

I am not a long distance runner. Running is comfortable to me only for the first 75 metres. However, sometime back I took to running a little longer than 75 metres; thanks to the many beers that clung to my waist. I had a friend who ran with me and we ran on the road lining the Besant Nagar beach. We ran close to 2.5 kms everyday. I must say that this has been one of my most fruitful experiments so far. For one, getting up as early as 5 30 AM in the morning was an extremely difficult task to me. I fail here half the times. Once I cross the first barrier and reach the sea, we time ourselves and begin to run. Somewhere when I reach the 1 km mark my legs would start to give away and there would invariably be temptations to give up. I must say I succeed here quite regularly. From here on my thoughts wander into several subjects and the temptation to give up increases by the metre. Where I end my day's run depends entirely on the fragility of my mind on that day. However, as days progressed I learnt that I had greater probability of completing my run if I just said to myself to hang on there for a little longer. One more step. One more corner. Here, I understood that once I do this, in a short distance from then, my legs are okay and I could run like the way I ran my first 1 km. I realised that these are moments of pain and despair when your mind asks you to give up and take the shorter route. But If I just hung on to running in those periods, I could overcome myself and finish the distance. I realise I could do the same in other circumstances as well. Just hang on and grit your teeth until things become alright.