It’s Thanksgiving, and though this is – as we all know – primarily an American holiday, there is absolutely nothing wrong with thanking the Good Lord above/the powers that be/whoever/whatever and so, here goes.
Following on from my first-anniversary-of-my-injury post a couple of days ago, I can most definitely give thanks for improved health and fitness.
I’m not 100% recovered, but as near as dammit.
So yes, I am thankful for my health.
In these terrible Covid times, I am obviously thankful that we are all safe and healthy. Touching wood as I type those words…
I’m thankful that I have a biodiversity park in which to run and walk (and even though it drives me NUTS that the park is closed from 11am – 4pm, the warmest & least polluted time of the day) I recognise that we are lucky to have such a great place so close to home.
I have a great, safe gym, a great trainer and with one-on-one sessions, I feel as safe as I can possibly be.
I do zoom yoga and zoom workouts with my La Ultra gang.
I’m grateful for all of this. Truly.
Yes, this year has been awful.
There’s no other word for it.
But with health intact, and the ability to head out for a modicum of exercise, I realise that I’m one lucky woman.
I’m just hoping and praying that there won’t be a surge in infections here, post Diwali.
Nor in the US post-Thanksgiving.
Nor world-wide after Christmas.
We shall continue to hunker down, only venturing out for our evening walk, and – on days when Delhi’s AQI isn’t sky-high – I shall go out and run. Always alone.
To those who celebrate Thanksgiving, here’s wishing you a wonderful festival with your loved ones.
And for the rest of us, let’s try and be positive about the blessings that we have, and – most importantly – everyone please stay safe!
And to all my Indian running mates – I miss you all, and can’t wait to meet up in person and run and train and race again.