Thursday 17 August 2023

NDM Story

 New Delhi Marathon (NDM) 26th February 2023 Story

Hosh sambhalte hi apni janm patri mein padha – ‘Baalak ka rajyog hai’....... ‘Balak udar vikaar se peedit rahega’... ye baat aisi ghar kar gaii ki ye maan liya gaya at least physically I will not be even at par. Any kind of physical activity would always be challenging. SSC ke through Sarkari Naukri prapt hui to bataya gaya shayad isi ko rajyog kahte hain. Regarding the second bhawishyavaani, I went along the dictat for long and was never disheartened with not having any notable fitness due to week metabolism and frequent stomach ailments. Then one fine day at the age of about 46 in 2016, for no specific reason, just for the heck of it, I started walking in the park. It was not just tough it was very tough. It started with an easy leisurely walk and very soon graduated to brisk walk of 5k in 50 mins. On hindsight I was encouraged by Bhai (@frozenmusik) to start / get into some kind of physical activity. Bhai walk kiya karte thay main bhi unko match karne laga. I remember the increase in pace from @10 min per km to abt 8 min per km. Shin bone used to cry a lot and I knew I will leave it in some days. Gradually during the walk, I noticed that slight jog appears to be soothing on shin bone. I ran my first kilometer. and again, back to walk for rest of 4k. Once during weekend, with time on my side I decided to go long and must have completed 9k, all brisk walk @ about 9 min per km with no shin pain. Later that day I realised I had a swollen ankle. No pain but substantial swelling again killed my enthusiasm for further experiment. I took rest for a week and again resumed routine 5k. During this phase I realised walking 5k everyday in the morning is never a big deal. There was a sense of empowerment. I enjoyed the phase till the moment I started getting bored of walking those 40-45 min with no inclination to listening to music on the phone. This was the time I started jogging. My walking park had a track of 500 mtrs and I remember the day I completed running 4 rounds to measure upto 2km. It was miracle as I knew I must have failed a dozen of times to complete even a single round of 500 mtrs panting for breath in between. Rightfully I gave the credit to the regular walking routine that must be instrumental in this turnaround. This went on for about a month running 2, 3, 3.5 or sometimes 4 km. One fine weekend I decided to do a 5k. No point in elaborating the journey because I completed it in no time. nothing more than about 35 mins. From the beginning, I never liked to run slow. Whenever I set out to run, I tried my best whatever it was. I'm saying this to stress upon the fact that easy runs to build endurance was never in my mind. Completed that maiden 5k sometime in 2016 and felt great, I remember next day in office boasting about the same in front of colleagues 10-15 year younger to me. It was tiring. I had cramps in calf muscles and a tight hamstring. Today I can say calf muscles, because I felt uneasy at the calves which had no muscle. I must say I had no concept of warm up or cool down, thats because I used to think my total energy is consumed 100% in 5k, if I do any warm up routine, it will take some amount of energy and I will be left stranded. Gradually, this 5k run was a weekly feature and I slowly started to enjoy the stiffness in muscles that come along with every such run without proper warm up and absolutely no cool down. Next target that crossed my mind was a 5k run on a week day with office routine to tackle. Khair, I did that too and felt really lousy the whole day. It was actually too much for me to handle with no background of any physical activity. Gradually this too becomes once a week affair and I was glad to take it in my stride. From there I wished for two consecutive run days with office and later sometime in 2017, it becomes an everyday affair of running 5k and attending to office. The 5k I was doing at that stage was at the pace of about 6 min per km. After about 2-3 months, unknowingly I started to increase the distance from 5 to 6 km, with the office routine waiting to not allow me to rest. By the winters in 2017, I completed 10k in about 74-75 min. That was the real point when I googled about Marathon and learned about a race distance 21.095 km that is known by 'half marathon' and 42.195km is ‘MARATHON’. I was determined to take the next step, i.e., the half marathon. Googled about it on how to train for half marathon. I was already in a zone of my own running 10k or more 12k or 15k on weekends all alone in the traffic enjoying the pain. Even for such longer runs of 10k or more I barely started a warm up from nothing on some days to about a min of stretching on other days. Skipping the tougher sections and enjoying the running part in the training which was in fact more about increasing the distance to 15k and 18k in training.  One fine day in 2017, I planned to do a half marathon on the road. Mainly because in the park everybody knows everybody and, on the road, hardly anybody knows you so there is no shame in not completing or walking the distance if need be. I was doing this whole running in a fairly used Sketcher shoes meant for walking. I cannot recollect now how I felt during the run, all I cared about was to complete the run. I did that emphatically completing the first HM in about 2:40 hrs and felt out of this world. It was not just tiring rather extremely tiring and it took more than a week to even go for a walk afterwards. Even after this HM I did no cool down exercises. I guess probably that is the reason for my severe cramping. However, in hindsight if I recollect, I finished the run about 2 kms from home and came back walking. Probably that walk acted as a cool down act to save me from any major muscle issues. Another stupidity I admit is that I had no idea of hydration during such runs. I knew runners carry a bottle of water but I believed I do not need water for runs up to 10-15 km.  I did not feel thirsty and was very particular of my hand movements during running so I did not like to carry a water bottle and hamper hand movement. Long runs continued afterwards generally on weekends. Gradually I started a pre-decided coconut water breaks during long runs. Mind you at that time anything more than 10k was a long run and I had zeroed down a coconut vendor at the gate of Leisure valley garden for hydration.

During this phase I was injured several times. I had swollen ankle, pain in the knees, soreness in hamstring which refused to die down. Every time with a rest of week or ten days I was back on track. All this while I had no idea of heart rate thing or cardio vascular fitness which is the most essential part of running.

By the end of 2021, I had run 10 half marathons and 89 10k’s or more. In fact, my timings for half marathon improved to 1:56 hrs. I had developed a basic warm up routine which has taken me this far without any major injuries. Though the concept of cool down was still alien to me. And I was running almost all my runs at my best pace at that time. I had a routine of alternate day running of 10k or more for about 6-7 months upto Feb 2022. During that time, I dreamt of trying to run a full marathon that is 42.195 km on my own around the park just to test my endurance. I remember in preparation for that maiden marathon gradually raising the distance from 21k to 25k to 27k. One day I ran a 30k in about 03:01:00 hrs. That day I decided to go for the kill in another week or so. By that time, I had my Asics Marathon shoes Nimbus 22 after retiring two Nike running shoes. Before the big day I was apprehensive of going the distance in my old shoes and invite some unknown injury so in extreme urgency I went for Nike Pegasus 38 costing me a good 11k in sale. I was already familiar with the energy gels that I used in the few half marathons registered by that time. So, in all preparedness, on 12th of March 2022, I went to my usual track of about 4.5k around the Leisure Valley Garden. The run was in fact without any further planning of pre run hydration, diet or running plan for the distance. However, I must say the run goes well without any hiccup. The anxiety at the start line was transformed to hidden excitement of easily completing the run and being a marathoner. Just like my first half marathon, even here I was dead tired at the end. Last 5-7k were the most difficult kilometres I have ever run. I had no idea of how to finish strong or to walk a few minutes to control heart rate. I did it in 4:40 hrs. I called my friend to the park to take me back. I sat in the car without any cooling off and by the time we reached home in 15 minutes, I had severe cramps and was almost crying with shooting pain in hamstring. That day I did the basic stretches for cool down.

Accepting the laurels of being a marathoner in my mind, I was now confident of going for a registered full marathon. At that time, the relevance of registering for a run was simply to announce in my running circle that now I am a marathoner too and so and so event organiser is vouching for that. Come September 2022 and I was coaxed by an ultra-marathoner next door neighbour to register for New Delhi Marathon 2023 on 26.02.2023. I was convinced that though mentally I am ready to run the distance, four to five months are sufficient to fine tune whatever is required for the run and I can have a good debut, NDM being an easy circuit. Fallen for the bait, I was charged up to prepare for the day. As usual I was going full steam almost every day. I must admit even at that time in October November 2022, I was rarely doing any strength training. I clocked my best mileage in the month of November 2022, that’s 240k for the month and was fairly exhausted to keep it going for another couple of months. In a few days I realised I can’t do it alone. Not sure how much to run and rest, I was confused whether I am doing it right or not. After few consultations with my fellow runners, I joined a running group named #Pacemakers at Bangalore. The format of training was 3 days running and 3 days strength training. I was assured of completing the marathon based on my running track record, I forwarded to them before joining. With 3 days of running in the training, my monthly mileage came down because earlier I was running everyday was almost on the verge of exhaustion. Now with half the running days, I was relatively fresh for alternate day strength training of 1:30 hrs. It was initially tough. When I joined the training, I had completed a 25k run as weekly long runs. So, I took off from a weekly long run of 25k onwards in the training now with 3 days of strength training in a week. As I had no background of exercising and I tried my best I ended with an upset stomach after strenuous planks, side planks and their variations. I did a few long runs 27k and 30k with upset stomach to the satisfaction of my coach. Those runs built the confidence in me to at least finish the run. In about a months’ time I was comfortably doing my long runs of 30k and 35k. I especially enjoyed the weekly interval sessions of varying distance as I had never done that before and I was always fascinated with pace. My esteemed mentors always guided me and answered all my silly queries from hydration to nutrition to use of gels and planning for my race pace. 

Unlike a true-blue introvert, on the cusp of my first Marathon, I did not want a hesitant first step. I wanted to just express myself and make the most of the time. On the race day, I started pretty fast at the pace of about 6:05 for the first 10-12 kms. The course was crowded and I was feeling edgy and restless. I had the belief to finish the run but had no idea of how fast I can carry. This pace was about 10 seconds faster than the targeted pace. The course was 2 loops of 21k each. I finished the first loop in about 2:10 hrs and was expecting to better my target of 4:30 hrs set by the coach for 42.2k. I was thinking of running comfortably in the second loop of 21k in about 2:20 hrs and it appeared to be achievable. Though, at about 25k, I find it tough to augment the pace any further. It occurs to me at that point that the task in hand is tougher than my expectations and my dream target pace of 6:00 min per km is a foregone conclusion. I carried on at the same pace of about 6:10 - 6:14 for another 5-6km. At about 32k, for the last 10k, I knew I had no strength to even keep the current pace. With every kilometre, I was dropping pace by a second or two. I was trying every possible way to increase the pace with a burst of 100m and easy for the rest of 900m. I completed the toughest 5k from 33k to 37k with extreme show of grit, unknown to me before that day with the average pace of 6:17. By that time I was pretty much slower than my second target of 6:10 and by no means I could improve on my pace for the last 5k. In fact, I had to hang on with dwindling pace so as not to go slower than 6:24. I was looking at my legs and was dreading a cramp or a breakdown from the pain. That pain forced me to take it easy and instead of increasing the pace I was more inclined to just keep running and finish the run at whatever pace. Any attempt to increase the pace with a burst of energy can prove to be counter-productive with unknown injury before the finish line. Mentally I reached the stage of my first and foremost target to just complete the distance. At 40k mark, I knew I am going to finish the run and at the pace of 6:22 I still had 2 seconds of average pace to come within the target set by coach. I did it with elan without any breakdown with the pace of 6:23 in 4:29:31 hrs, 29 seconds within the target. It was a miracle; I knew it was. For everybody else it was a usual marathon completed in intended target. For me, it was more than a miracle. I was dead tired. Just after the finish line all the massage stations were full to the capacity and people waiting in queue for their turn. I turned to a corner and went about my basic cooldown routine. Those guys in the queue have finished the distance much faster and deserve to get a priority in getting a massage. While coming out of the arena I noticed that I am walking in an auto mode with no control on my steps as Kaleem Aajiz Sahab has rightly put it in the couplet:

रखना है कहीं पाँव तो रक्खो हो कहीं पाँव

चलना ज़रा आया है तो इतराये चलो हो

-कलीम आजिज़

I felt a sudden surge of self-belief that I am no less. Soaked in the emotion, I found myself all alone in the extremely crowded arena with lot of noise, I could not relate myself to. I had stayed at my home, a good 30k from the stadium and was up at 2:00 in the night before to reach the stadium in a cab. Happy with the result, while coming back I was thinking of cutting down a good 15 minutes if I run all alone in a park. Surprisingly, I got no motivation or kick from the fellow runners to run faster. From the beginning till end, it was all about me, whether I am overtaking or somebody else is overtaking me I was in a zone not affected by other performances. I promised myself never to register again for an event and to run at least one 42.195k every year in the park in complete silence, in and outside the body.

Though I have not achieved much in the field of running but the biggest take home from the entire journey so far is that nothing is impossible. If I can perform such a physically demanding feat at the age of 52, sky is the limit. I want to try bigger runs and bigger challenges now. This was the gist of my unbelievable journey from sudoku marathoner to a real marathoner. I conclude it off with a couplet from Shariq Qaifi which perfectly explains my predicament of biting more than I can chew. 

बहुत हिम्मत का है ये काम शारिक़

कि शर्माते नहीं डरते हुए हम

-शारिक़ कैफ़ी

 

Monday 9 November 2020

कोविड-19 पार्ट-२

 पहले एक गिरफ़्त थी 

जज़्बातों पर

जो इज़हार को बेमानी कर देती थी 

अब पॉज़िटिव हुआ हूँ तो ख़याल आया 

'कोविड-19' वही तो है

पहले दिखता नहीं था 

अब 'टैस्ट रिपोर्ट' में आ जाता है 

कोविड-19

 मौत का तसव्वुर है

या जिए जाने की ख़्वाहिश 

कुछ तो है जो ठहर गया है 

पत्थर पहाड़ पानी पगडंडियों से घूमती हुई 

टेढ़े-मेढ़े रस्तों से

फुटबॉल की तरह लुड़कती हुई ज़िंदगी 

अपने ही 'हैल्थ पैरामीटर्स' पर आ के टिक गई है 

शायद आगे लुड़कने का रास्ता तलाशती है

मौसम का हाल अच्छा नहीं लग रहा 

सफ़र तवील होगा।



Sunday 3 May 2020

सही या ग़लत

सही या ग़लत 

लॉकडाउन के चलते एक सब्ज़ीवाले ने सड़क पे आवाज़ लगाई , मैं भी पहुँच गया - मास्क लगा कर।  सब्ज़ीवाले ने भी एक मटमैला २-३ दिन के पसीने में सना हुआ, कहने को सफ़ेद, मास्क पहन रखा था।  क़रीब ३०-३५ साल का दिखने वाला वो सब्ज़ीवाला मुझे अपने काम में नया लगा। 
मैंने 'रेट्स' पूछे ?
: संतरा कैसे दिया ?
: ६० रुपये बड़े भाई.... गारंटी है एक भी खराब नहीं निकलेगा।  
मैंने देखा संतरे बहुत अच्छे तो क्या अच्छे भी नहीं हैं शायद मैं लेने से मना  न कर दूँ इसलिए ' डिफेंड' कर रहा है।  ख़ैर, मैंने उसके अपने लिए इस्तेमाल किये गए 'बड़े भाई' के सम्बोधन व लॉकडाउन  में उसकी माली हालत को ध्यान में रखते हुए संतरे छांटने शुरू किये। लगे हाथ उसने भी ३-४  संतरे मेरी टोकरी में मुझे दिखाते  हुए  डाल दिए। इस बीच में एक बार फिर मुझे तसल्ली दी कि -बड़े भाई एक भी खराब नहीं निकलेगा। 
मैंने आगे नज़र दौड़ाई।
: केले कैसे दिए? और पपीता ?
उसने कुछ रेट बताया जो लॉकडाउन के रेट्स से काफी ज़्यादा था।  सुनकर मैं हैरान हुआ कि इतना तो नहीं है लेकिन फिर ख़याल आया शायद मुझे चूना लगाना चाहता है - शायद वो ऐसा सोच रहा है कि मैं पहली बार सब्ज़ी खरीद रहा हूँ मुझे रेट्स का कोई अंदाजा नहीं होगा। मुझे थोड़ा सोचता देख के वो बोला -
 'लेकिन बड़े भाई  आपके लिए ........(इतना). 
रेट्स अभी भी बहुत ज़्यादा थे और मैंने उस से ४-५ फल व सब्ज़ी ले लिए थे। 
मछली को आसानी से जाल में फंसता देख के वो थोड़ा आत्मविश्वास से भर गया और ज़्यादा बोल रहा था। मेरा दिमाग इस सोच में था कि इसने मुझे कितने का फटका मारा है।  वो नहीं जानता था कि  बड़े दफ़्तर  में काम करने वाला दिखने वाला,अधेड़ उम्र का, मैं दर-अस्ल होश संभालते ही घर की साग सब्ज़ी लाने लगा था। 
ज़बानी हिसाब लगा कर उसने मुझे बताया तीन सौ पचास रुपये हो गए बड़े भाई। मैं भी इस बीच अपना हिसाब लगा चुका था।  सामान २२०-२३० से एक रुपये ज़्यादा का नहीं था।  मैंने पांच सौ का एक कड़क नोट निकाला और उसकी तरफ बढ़ा दिया। उस ने जांचने के अंदाज़ में एक बार आसमान की तरफ़ कर के झट से जेब में डाल  लिया।  मुझे पहले पचास का एक नोट दिया और फिर काफी ढूंड के एक दो सौ का नोट मेरी तरफ बढ़ा दिया।  मैं अपना सामान संभाल चुका था और एक क्षण की झिझक में मैंने उस से नज़रें मिलाई - वो मुझे कुछ और ही 'कॅल्क्युलेशन' करता महसूस हुआ।  
मैंने नोट पकड़ा और अपने घर की ओर चल दिया।  
आधे मिनट के लिए मुझे अपने किए पर शर्म आ गई।  घर पहुँच कर सभी फल व सब्ज़िओं को 'पोटैशियम परमैंगनेट' में धोते हुए मैंने देखा एक-दो  संतरे  तो छीलने की भी ज़रुरत नहीं सीधे 'डस्ट-बिन' में डाल देने लायक थे
मैं कहानी को कोई 'ट्विस्ट' नहीं देना चाहता और न ही अंत में 'मॉरल औफ दी स्टोरी' लिखकर कोई ज्ञान बाँटने की मंशा रखता हूँ 
सोच आप की अपनी है जहाँ तक जाए ।

Monday 16 December 2019

गिरते हैं शहसवार

गिरते हैं शह-सवार ही मैदान-ए-जंग में
वो तिफ़्ल क्या गिरे जो, गिरे हुए ही हैं