Day T-30 wasted

It was the Hindu festival of Diwali last night, and the good citizenry of Delhi (where I live) decided to ignore all the health warnings and advisories, and light crackers and fireworks, & the consequences be damned. I wrote a blog post about the situation on the ground, post Diwali, …

The strain of a strain

My world has collapsed. Well, my running world, that is. I have had a slight muscle strain all week but-the-days-are-rushing-by-towards-the-big-Delhi-half-marathon-and-the-weather-is-improving-but-I-can’t-run-and-then-there’ll-be-Diwali-and-all-the-pollution-and-I-won’t-be-able-to-run-then-and-and-and…. Stop it, Christine, Slow down. Breathe. Keep calm. Yeah, right, as if that’s going to happen 😛 I went for my ASICS Running Club meet this morning, but sat out …

Putting the S into LSD

That was most definitely me, this beautiful Delhi morning. Putting the S into LSD. Today I had no choice but to take it slowly, after a month of only intermittent short runs during my travels. To be honest, the thought of a long run this morning – the weekly LSD …

Diary of a Sunday slow run

4.45am.  Alarm goes off. Absolutely knackered. 2 minutes internal debate. Get up? Sleep? But is it worth sleeping, knowing I’ll feel guilted out all day for not running? 4.47am.  Lose debate. Get up. 4.50am.  Check the weather.  Wonder about sanity.  Already 28C but “feels like 34C”.  And 87% humidity.  Lovely. …