reverse resolutions
A universal truth about me, Sanam Petri, is that I am a terrible runner. I hate it, and I am bad at it, and today, I ran 5k all at once without stopping.
How, you ask? Well, it’s a simple formula. And I can’t believe I didn’t think of it before.
I will share it with you now.
Step 1: Move to China. (This part is important.)
Step 2: Live with hyper-religious parents.
Step 3: Eliminate all forms of drink, smoke, drugs, western television, and good internet web pages, for a minimum of two weeks.
Step 4: Travel with Aemon, the human equivalent of a border collie.
Step 5: Add tiny apartment, thin walls, emo angst, and stir vigorously.
And voila! You have a spry, animated new Sanam who spends her free time online reading about dri-fit shirts.
It also doesn’t hurt that the view from my bedroom (incidentally, also the floor of the living room) is a big ass track.
On a more serious note, check out the color of the sky in this picture. It’s not overcast, but white from pollution. It really is so bad here — even in Ningbo, a city on the coast — that every run ends with the two of us coughing up a cup full of soot.
On the bright side, I figure it’s like altitude training, only with burning garbage stench. When I get back to London, my tough, leathery lungs will be ready for a marathon.
