back to the grind

And thus the journey began once again. The very next day I reached Bombay for the third semester, I was back at the gym...trying to grind out a robust enough run. What I had not factored in was how difficult it would be to start all over again! The momentum was gone, some of the flab was back and I was back to square one. I started slumming it at the treadmill and found out that my body was getting into oxygen debt quicker than I anticipated it would be. I realized that I can’t be hasty and that it would take some time to get close to the kind of fitness and form that I had achieved even three months back. I managed to make it to the gym almost everyday – now that I was in the hostel, this was not difficult – and clocked about 3 – 4 kms everyday to notch up about 25 kms every week. I managed to do this for about three consecutive weeks.