I lost the corporate marathon race and I definitely deserved to lose. I hadn’t even put in half of the rigorous training I did last year. The win last year had gotten into my head and was a trifle over-confident. There were nearly ten times more participation this time and I could see truly well prepared athletes in the fray. No match for a half-baked guy like me.
I also realised the importance of training as a team. Last time I joined the amazing Chennai Runners Club. This time I trained alone and lost out on all the advantages of team training.
It’s a good thing I lost. I feel I’ve been freed from this burden of expectation. This year, I’m gonna start my training early and most importantly enjoy my running.
1019 : That’s my chest number that’s been allocated to me for the Chennai corporate marathon. As I picked up the number tag, I could feel the rush of adrenalin. This sudden surge in energy level whenever I visualise the race, surprises me. Can’t wait to get started.
I don’t usually come out of a movie hall during the interval, however bad the movie may be. But this week heralded a first in recent memory. I had promised to take my daughter to Finding Nemo, the cartoon movie. I also took along my friend’s younger brother.
Unfortunately all the tickets to the cartoon movie had been booked and I didn’t want to dissapoint the kids. So I bought tickets to Gangs of New York, the only other english movie running in the multiplex. And that’s when the agony began.
The movie itself was pretty boring and I can see it whiz past both the hapless kids’ heads. And to top it, there were streamy kissing and groping scenes which put my friend’s brother in great unease. More than him, I felt miserable for bringing the kids to such a movie. As soon as the lights came on during the interval, we scampered out.
Next time, I’m booking the tickets in advance. No more taking chances.
Good news for Vintage car enthusiasts : The govt finally reduced the life time tax for the vintage cars and my favorite car, Morris Minor, is part of it. I’ve offlate taken quite a bit of interest in vintage cars. I’ve joined the Vintage & Classic car ethusiasts association.
A week to go for the Chennai Marathon and I’m in the final rung of practice. I haven’t had as much practice as I had last year and this makes it even more challenging to defend the corporate marathon title I won last year. Strangely enough, I’ beginning to feel the pressure of winning the title again, which isn’t the right thing. Last year, I went in just for the joy of running and the thrill of participating in a marathon. Infact, I didn’t even know what the prizes were until I won the race. This year, I feel I’m running in to win and somehow the sheen is lost. I’m trying to convince myself that my training is just a way to keep fit but can’t help regularly looking at my watch and clocking my running time. Sigh!