Marathon log 2

Today was the day when I tested the words of General Patton in my life. If the mind is strong, healthy, the body is strong and health. Today was one of those days when I was fasting, and as a result did not have anything substantial till the end of the day. As a result of which I was hungry, irritable and very tired/weak towards the evening; the time I had planned to run. So when I came back from work, I realized that I was neither in the mood nor the desire to run. I looked for excuses: I am hungry and cannot run on an empty stomach. I am tired and should not run today. It is not healthy and advisable to run when one is fasting. So, I came home and had some sumptuous dinner. Once I done with dinner, I decided that one should not run for atleast 2 hours after a heavy meal. So, now I did other work from 6pm to 8pm. Very conveniently I forgot the 8pm self-deadline. Now, around 2015 hours I decided that enough was enough. If I am to do this marathon and more to come, then I need to make this a part of my life. It should be like reading a book, or having a cup of coffee: something which was essential and enjoyable. So by 2030 hours I had my running gear and was already hitting the pavement. Next thing I know I was flying for the next 54 minutes. I did my five miles. I was so proud of myself. Though I must admit I had the worst heart burn in the century. I really need to start taking my PPI, at this rate there will not be much of my esophagus left. And after all this effort, if I die from esophageal cancer, that will be an irony and a tragedy. So I have survived my third day into the training and I am on schedule for this week. Hopefully, this mindset will keep me going and drive away any self doubts I have in my mind. I have also realized that running clears my mind and makes more energetic by the time I get home. It is a lovely feeling of energy and power. Makes me feel I am in control of my life and my destiny. I wish I had taken up something like this when I was young. It would have been a lovely sport and hobby to nourish. I think this is where I failed growing up. I paid too much attention to only one aspect of my life. And it is my fault, no one elses, coz this is what I chose for myself. But then one can correct their mistakes in this life time itself and I am out to correct mine.