El Corte de Madera Creek run.

after run pic saad bhamla

A week back, I went running with E to the El Corte De Madera Creek Open Trail*. It was a nice long run (11 miles) through a redwood forest on a nice sunny Saturday. We had planned for a ten-mile run but we got lost and had to track back several times. It took us 2 hours and 17 minutes. And that’s a frigging long time. (In my defense, running on a trail is a different ball game than running on paved roads. Not to mention you’re either always descending or climbing. We climbed 2000 ft by the way.)

Here’s the stats (from E’s Garmin):

garmin data

garmin incline data

*If you’re looking for a nice long run on a weekend, you should totally check this out. We followed the instructions given on this runners blog. As long as you don’t get lost, you’ll be fine. Also, avoid going alone. The trails are extremely narrow and quite secluded. If you get lost or fall over the edge, you probably won’t be found for hours. Nah, there is no AT&T coverage to save you either.

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Which brings me to a fond memory. Running with someone. In the last two weeks I’ve run with a bunch of people. I even organized a run with the Fuller group. But, it’s still not the same. Not the same as running with someone you really really enjoy and love running with. Don’t get me wrong, I’m fine running by myself. But, given a choice, I love to run with people. It’s so much more fun.

I started running because of someone. We would go running almost everyday. For about three months. Come rain or shine. Literally. We’d run in the rain and have blisters all over our feet. We’d drive down to the beach and run barefoot. On weekends, we’d run through Chennai city, dodging buses, cars and bikes. We didn’t give a shit. People stared all they wanted. Stray dogs chased us till we outran them. We ran.

We even ran the Chennai half-marathon together. We started together. And finished together. Do you know how awesome it feels to run 21 kilometers with someone? Every step of the way? To keep pushing each other. To savor every step. To know that I’d soon be off to Stanford and we’d never run together again? It’s one of the most awesomest feelings in the world.

No matter how hard I try, I still haven’t found someone as awesome as her to run with. But I knew that was impossible. It’s just impossible.

There is hope though. She tells me she’ll be visiting MIT for a couple of days. Awesome. Looking forward to running through the streets of Boston with her soon.

I can’t help but remember Taio Cruz and say..

..I throw my hands up in the air sometimes
saying ay-oh, gotta let go..

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