Cheering squad and blues!

You wake up in the wee hours of the morning because you have to be at the aid station at a race  5 am to cheer for your running buddies . A few amazing friends join you in the effort and we have a really good time at work.The entire race energy is infectious.

Some of us were volunteering at the aid station because we are nursing running injuries and could not afford to run,some of us just chose not to run this race. But we were there today solely because we love running and  did not want to miss out the opportunity to feel the energy of a most talked about race in town.

I am glad I did not spend my Sunday morning sleeping,I am glad I was out there.It was a great experience.I actually shouted myself hoarse and my hands hurt from all the clapping! I am happy I knew so many of the runners and could call out their names and cheer for them.The smiles and thumbs up we got in return from them were priceless.

Having run a bit myself,I know it feels great when someone calls out your name and cheers for you while you are racing ,be it against time, distance or yourself! So it was good to be on the other side and cheering today!!!

Having said that,I'm back home and I realise all over again “damn,I miss running L”.I promised not to mope over this in public or in private but “Hell,I feel really sorry for myself L;I want to run too- yesterday,today,tomorrow-soon!!!” You can’t wring the honesty out of me just because I want the world to think I'm okay. I'm NOT okay! I want recovery and rehab period over!!

Anyways, I have tried hard to snap out of my misery and catch a nap ever since I got back home-all in vain!

I finally made a SOS call to a pal to accompany me for an afternoon ride.Off I go-I shall overcome!!

You win some ,you lose some-ALWAYS!