A Celebration

The other weekend, was a special one to Bangalore and to some of us, who sacrificed the luxury of a Sunday and instead, run for a cause. The event was the Lipton India Marathon – celebration run; a modest distance of 7 seven kilometers. Seven may appear too small a number and many experts might round it off to zero. But hey, convert that to feet and multiply it by a load factor derived from the unforgiving Bangalore heat, and then divide that by your fitness index - you’ll know what I’m saying.

Well, yes I managed to complete the distance (else, I wouldn’t have blogged about it). Fifty minutes, heavy breathing, puffing and panting, sore everything, a barely visible finish line and then, I was proud. So was a surprised SA, so was SC, so were everyone.

I recollect the Servo ad where Kumble preaches – “You must break all barriers, you must push every limit”. I guess we all did just that. Sweat was sweet and tiredness enriching. The fruits of hard work were an enormous sense of accomplishment and fervor.

Now, how do I deal with the rest of my life?