Friday, August 24, 2007

Why " Runnnn Forestttt!!!"

First obvious reason is because it is a marathon blog for me.. thus the Runnnnn part is justified.. and thus I stay away from posting non-marathon related things on it…becoz if I do not restrict myself I can write and talk a lot about anything…like the color of underwear people should not wear, the saga for finding an apartment in NYC, my so called Sex and the City girl talk, the zillion FedEx boys I have a crush on, how do you spell CRP, etc… So to save you guys from the trouble of reaching dementia from just reading I have restricted myself…what a noble thought right? I know… I always try to do the right thing.

For all who dont understand the Forestttttt part, let me explain.... last sat, Amit Sinha [one of our Marathon program mentors] ran with me for a bit. In less than 30 secs he started walking while I ran because he just couldn’t do it [i.e, run that slow]…and he saw me struggle while I ran with all my might [I always run with all my might… I am a very mighty runner u see…] so he bought me to the idea of learning every word of the music on my ipod while i was running...just to kill time and to distract myself from the pain.... [Brilliant, i know...like my head wasn’t already filled with enough useless info]... and also coz I have the same music on my ipod since the last 8 months now, I didn’t have many songs un-learnt...so I switched to movies instead...and on Tuesday, I ran with one movie in my head – Forest Gump.... and I kept repeating it to myself " I AM FOREST GUMP!" and in the last 1 mile which is always a torture my mind was screaming “RUNNNNN FORESTTTTTTTT!”…....and then the obvious dialogue followed.." Life is like a box of chocolates...You never know what ur gonna get!" .... of course I went back home to a big box of ferro rochers... so even though I cheated and knew what I was gonna get from my box of chocolates, i was still living the life ;-).... pls ok, i had finished my run...so i am allowed my treat...


SO THERE YOU GO. That’s how I got my Blog name: Runnnn Forestttttttt….
I have my next long run tomorrow …16 miles ppl…. And I have to get this movie Forest Gump out of my head… I have to find a new one to enact while I run… I am leaning towards Sholay actually ..." Bhaag Dhaanooo...aaj teri basanti ki ijjat ka sawal hai!" .... with all the dramatic background music...whah wah… will be a lot of fun… and when my legs are dying of pain I can maro the dialogue “Yeah pair [legs] mujhe dede Thakur…yeah Pair mujhe dede”…. Sahi hai baap… way to go…

Now I am done typing… me leaving…


Going…Going…Gone…zzzzzzzzzzz [to sleep…what did I think, I went running again…. ? pls…. I have a life beyond running you know]

Subh Ratri [Good Night]

God Bless the Unknown!

So I told you guys earlier that people would pay to see me run. You wanna know some more good news, [No I am not pregnant.. I am not even married… I know that’s not relevant these days, but still]… but here is the deal, people who don’t know me at all will also pay to see me run. Can you believe it? I mean I now have almost $200 from people who I have never seen or heard of in my entire life. Just coz they like my emails or my blog… whah whah! I have been doing my happy dance ever since I saw some activity on my fundraising. I am so proud of myself and truly humbled by the stranger friends’ confidence in me. They are actually encouraging me to go on at a time when I really do need the motivation [Goddd..... Ekta Kapoor could use me as the script writer for her next “K” serial’s dialogues… man I’m cheesy] but if by change something goes wrong and I cannot do my marathon or finish it, Solid Popat is going to happen [Translation: these very nice people, who donated toward my cause, r going to kill me!]

But not to worry my fellow boosters I shall fight the wind, rain and food to finish what I started. I have some support financially for my fund raising, but I need a lot more. I hope all those pockets full of money friends that I have will shell out some. But if they do not its ok. I understand that it is their very strong indianess to save all they can for an unknown future and so I am proud of them non-the less. [So like u though I wouldn’t drop in a stinker? Helloooo!!!!…go donate u KANJUS…It is for a great cause…do something nice for once in your life!].

But to all whom I know and I don’t and have given a contribution, I have to say Thank You.
And God Bless [Aum-style … (only Aum will understand this)]

good nite....

Oh well...

There is an entire stretch of nothingness that goes thru my head, for the longest time when I am running long runs [3 hrs or more]. And I think its not funny coz it’s a waste of my wasteful time. I could be watching TV or sleeping or be out with friends having dinner/ movie or something non constructive or calling my sister and arguing with her for no reason. I love doing nothing. But it doesn’t happen, as I am dedicated to my sore knees. I can’t explain y I do it and that’s what is corny to me. I don’t know what I mean by that, but I really mean it. I do.

Sometimes I cannot believe that this whole experience is happening to me. I would have never in my wildest of dreams thought of running or doing any exercise at all. I always thought that the sexy looking women and men working out at the gym all the time were only there cause their profession demanded them to do it [forcefully]. You cannot be an actor/ actress and be completely out of shape. So they exercised against their will.

I never thought ppl would ever consider doing this out of their own will, except my Father. But then again, my father doesn’t count, coz he is my father and like me he could also do it for the kicks of it. Even running after my school bus was a pain. But non the less its happening and I am really happy about it.. its different. And I enjoy different, A LOT! Conventional things bore me. Even people. Most of the people I am attracted to are people who have a mind of their own. They may be completely different [or wrong] in their fundamentals in life and I would say well, its his/her way of thinking. I cannot judge them. So do not judge me either when I say I am doing this whole Marathon for no apparent reason.

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Deprived Child!

In this entire quest to help the underprivileged children in India, I am feeling a lot underprivileged myself. We first time marathoners are subject to so much alcohol deprivation I cannot tell you. Our long runs are on Saturday early mornings. 7.30 am. So we cannot go out Friday nights coz we will not wake up on sat mornings otherwise. And ofcourse we cannot drink even at dinner coz we will be dehydrated on sat morning during our run. And yes there is this non-workable option of going out sat night to party, but no one tells you when you join the training that that will not happen either. If you run 12 miles on a sat morning, what chance in hell do you think you have that you will be able to even walk in a straight line till Monday morning? We could all be arrested for DUI without a drop of alcohol in our stomachs on a Saturday till Sunday time frame. Maybe Lindsay Loan’s been training for the Marathon too.

Another down side to this entire running is that since I haven’t been partying in like 3 months now, my group of party socialites seem to be disappearing or getting out of touch… Yes, most of my close friends do not like to dance, so I normally party with not so good friends …[damn, I shouldn’t have said that out aloud].. But even so the problem still prevails that once I am done with my Half Marathon, I maybe party-friends-less… It’s a HUGE problem…. Somebody help me.

Weekdays are tiring too.. Its not like you can get away with not running during the week. So you still run like 6 miles or 5 miles or 3 miles every alternate day. In these 3 months so far, I have discovered soo many parts of my Body – The Wonderland, I cannot tell you. Seriously. Did you know that women could chafe below their boobs too? There are muscles that hurt, like my index toe muscles get pulled every Saturday night after my long run. Helloooo?.. Like that pidly little toe has a mind of its own. It has to rebel every time after a long run. What a stubborn little prick I tell you.

And then there are times when you want to go to the bathroom real bad while your running and you have finished only 1 mile and you have 5 more to go. Now here is where the real challenge is. Running under PRESSURE. But one good thing that has come out of this experience is that I have come up with an awesome business idea. I am going to spend some money and pay intelligent people to come up with an awesome product – CHAFING FREE – ADULT DIPERS that are Good to Go! [Taco bell style –Think outside the BUM!] …Brilliant, don’t you think?

And after all of the above if you are expecting that I would end this by saying “But it is all worth it and we are doing it for the children and all…” I am sorry to disappoint you. Right now I am not in the mood of being nice. It's my time to whine and I am sticking to it. Ok I am off to run now. Tata!