Mondaily!

Saturday: 250 stair repeats. Sunday: 200 stair repeats.

Its Monday and as usual my moods are at the mercy of the weather...the time I haul myself out of bed....and my run. All in that order.

Let me explain.

The weather in Singapore has been Schizophrenic. And no it has nothing to do with me. Its this annoying combination of "cloudy sunny" when it cant make up its mind and neither can you when you get dressed in the morning (not unlike those women you see wearing shorts with sweaters or sleeveless turtle necks. I mean, whats up with that?!). Anyway, back to the point! I took 35 minutes to make up my mind and finally chose my orange Asics which mean - bad running mood coming up!

Only managed 8 miles because it was so hot, cloudy and still. In a slow 80 minutes where every sound magnified itself!

It better be nice tomorrow!!

2 updates!

I woke up to thunder and lightning this morning. Since I rarely get a chance to run in the dark anymore, I dragged my very achy body out of bed and onto the staircase for 30 minutes - for 150 double repeats. A 4 mile run in 33 minutes followed in the rain. Came back for another round of 20 repeats on the stairs, then came home for a swig of water and left again for 2.5 miles. All in all, the whole thing from stop to start took 90 minutes.

Yesterday I ran my favorite out-and-back route for 13 miles.

Woke up super early this morning craving a warm gooey pandan waffle. Its a 10 minute run from my place and usually gets sold out by 7am on weekdays. I know - they are THAT good!

Anyway, nixed that idea and decided to go on Sunday when A can partake in them as well :-). (and I feel like *such* a good girl!)

Ran a quick 3 miles, took off my shoes and did 10 strides back and forth barefoot on the grass. Finished it off with 120 sprints on the stairs. The whole thing took me an hour and the little soreness I had from yesterday has gone!

The provebial wall...

I have heard people use the expression "Ive hit a wall" oftentimes in a non-running context. It is such a cliche! It signifies reaching the end of the rope, empty tank, a point of frustration, giving up and turning back.

In my mind, the wall is constructed of things like fear, pain, loneliness, hopelessness, burden, doubt, guilt, exhaustion. Total mental, spiritual and physical exhaustion. It is a black hole, a gap in our fence and has the deadly potential to carry us away.

When you reach your limit, your wall, the end of your yourself - what exactly happens next for you? Do you find release? Grace? Do you break down? Or do you break IT down? What gives first - the terrain or you?

I wonder if its possible to draw a new starting line for yourself when you think you cannot muster another step? Oftentimes, I imagine a rope attached to my core that carries me forward when I am too tired to maintain proper form. I guess its when you think you cannot take another step, and in that sweet moment you find out what your really up against...and what your really made of....

Logged in 16 miles this morning. I wanted to go longer but this is the longest I've had in a month so this is me taking it easy.

Hi. My name is Aditi and I turn 29 on July the 12th. I used to have another blog but I have a new life and I wanted to make a new chapter out of it. I live in Singapore and am married to the man of my dreams. I have been a runner for 11 years now and started to write about my running in December of 2007 since I used to regularly log in 100 mile weeks.

I have always wanted to create a space of possibilities, of inspiration, of having no limits, of happiness. Because thats what running is to me and hence, life is to me as well. The amount I can stay on my feet is limitless and I have always hoped to correlate that to the way I live my life. I want a life of possibilities, of neediness and endless amount of love. I want this space to be happy and final.

This is the love of my life and I hope to God the look in my eyes for this man always remains the same. No matter what we go through. I am back to base - back to the place it all started. By the water in Singapore. And now I live here by the water in Singapore, with this man, still logging in the miles on my two feet and this time I come back home....

So back to my regular schedule it will be! I will update my miles and time on my feet. I run slightly later in the morning nowadays when its hotter and log miles at mid-day sometimes as well right now. I have put on a few happy pounds and hopefully have grown up (not too much I promise!) a bit.

This morning, I clocked in 600 repeats on the stairs and 15 laps in the pool. 2 hours and 20 minutes!