The first rays are mine, and mine alone

The reason I love an early morning jog is because I feel the world is mine.

The key word here is EARLY.

It's that time of the day when the world is asleep while the sun rises politely, the virgin wind blows lustily and the birds just start to chirp.

Everything is mine.

I don't share it with another human being. I get my space. I can be with them and not worry about a thousand subconscious checks that our mind does when we are in a society.

Today I went for my jog at 6:15 am and the world was there with their dogs and grandmothers. The sun was no longer polite but brazenly on my face! The wind was still seductive.

Tomorrow I am going to go at 5:30am. 

The down days

I think this was why this blog was created - to record those days when I have not been disciplined enough and have lost a few days without my jog. And then start thinking about the jog, blog about it, read about it, check out some dream shoes and get back the excitement to start out again.

I have downloaded this cool app - Goals 100% or something - which let's you track the days you have been practising something and I am using it to records my jogs. If I don't update it, by default, it marks a red. So that's a big high - to mark it after a jog and check the number of greens in a week. Last week it was 3. Before that, it had been 2 for a couple of weeks. The target is to have 4 or more consistently.

The only way is being fanatical about waking up at 6am. Because for me, thats the key. Evenings don't happen except for Sundays. Like today.

OK then, time to get dressed. Happy jogging!

Running Diary- 20 Apr 2014

In college, I always looked at the guys with deep admiration and a pinch of envy as they gobbled up rounds after rounds of the football field while I huffed and puffed my near-dead body across the 100m mark.
By the time I left college I did get my stamina to afford me three rounds of the football field and had lost the kilos to a respectable 80kgs.

But then I got a job and money in the bank was never a good idea for anyone who loved to eat. Add to that, I had started smoking religiously. And it was 10 years before I mustered enough courage to jog. I was back to doing 50m before I prayed the Lord for oxygen.

But I still had the dream that I too shall run like My Kingdom has, indeed, come and be a non smoker for life.

With this thought I had started walking and stuck to doing 30mins on most days (driven by the fact that I was diagnosed with high blood pressure and high blood sugar levels).

Pretty soon I was walking 4 kms daily with ease. And from the past couple of days I have started doing a bit of jogging between my daily walks. And I can see that my jogging length has been increasing.

I can tell you that there is no greater pleasure than the high I get every time I click a check mark on my calendar after completing a walk-jog.

With the Lords help I have also stopped smoking and trust him to support me when the craving strikes and the mind gives reason to have "just one" smoke.

Amen.

Walk before you run, stand before you walk