Fundoo Professor

Two days before my course started at MDI on Friday, I had a fall.

A rugged stone appeared from nowhere while I was running around a tomb. I fell. Hard. Bruised all over my arm and my knee. Skin off my palm. Bleeding, limbed back home, got fixed by a wife and a doc. It hurt like hell.

But now I just can’t get the Red Queen out of my head.

You see, I was trying to get somewhere. From my present state of moderate stamina to be able to run a half marathon by the end of this month. But for now I am back to where I started, which is basically nowhere. Just as the Red Queen said. I should have stuck to running on the boring treadmill (on which you really get nowhere) instead of running around the tomb of a king called Humayun who died 457…

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