running with a purpose...

In honor of:

  • Aditya Kumar - Age 4 - no more in this world
  • Baby Raza - Close Relative of Muneem Shaik
  • Kirsten Laidlaw - Team in Training Honoree
  • Lettie Butler - Late Mother-in-Law of Yasser Dessouky
  • Patty Gabon - The Smiling Factory - My Colleague
  • Vera Hoge - Survivor Mother of Brent Hoge

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

I'm back!

November 18, 2008

so I finally decided to go on with my paid-runs.... I realized that unless you put your hard-earned $$$ into a run, you just don't force yourself enough! I've been lagging and this is it. I need to get a big-ass-kick on my rear end. I'll just say this using our Governor's tone - 'I'm back!'

Monday, December 10, 2007

A complete wrap-up!

December 10, 2007

My Past Events:
  • Vibha 10k run (July 8, 2004)
  • Muddy Buddy (May 17, 2006)
  • Sunset 5M Run (June 10, 2006)
  • San Francisco Half-Marathon (July 9, 2006)
  • Jungle Run Half-Marathon (July 16, 2006)
  • Lake Merrit 5Km (October 14, 2006)
  • Pacific Trail Run Woodside 17Km (December 1, 2006)
  • Pacific Trail Run Muir Beach 17Km (December 15, 2006)
  • Pacific Trail Run Angel Island 16Km (January 13, 2007)
  • Pacific Shoreline Half-Marathon at Hungtington Beach, CA (February 2, 2007)
  • Wharf to Wharf Santa Cruz Race 10Km (July 22, 2007)
  • Maui Half-Marathon (September 16, 2007)
  • Rock n Roll Half-Marathon (October 8, 2007)
  • Silicon Valley Half-Marathon (November 4, 2007)
  • Big Sur International 10.6M (April 27, 2008)
  • Bay2Breakers 12K (May 18, 2008)

Currently registered for:

  • Thanksgiving 10K (November 30, 2008)
  • Pacific Trail Run Woodside 10K (December 6, 2008)
  • Pacific Train Run Rodeo Beach 8K (December 20, 2008)

Friday, September 28, 2007

Raised $3900 for Leukemia & Lymphoma Society

September 25, 2007

$3900 is a lot of money! Many a times I thought…why not run with all this money (not run the half-marathon with the money - but run away!) and buy 10 pairs of gorgeous shoes? But then I thought of some unfortunate people - who can survive for probably more than a year on this money…how many children can be provided good education… how much hunger can this eradicate… it can probably even help cure someone's disease...even if it can improve a life of just one person - well! My motive is done. And so I put back my hand from the pocket to the "LLS" envelope.

Not only did I get an opportunity to give, but also to meet people with cancer, and to meet people who give so much…they are just another race of humans...

This is the first time in my life that I have done something big for someone other than my own self. And I did it with full realization and perseverence.

The only thing I have to say is that I don't want my first time to be my last time - the art of giving is in itself a "pleasure"…

and the journey is just beginning...

Finished a Half-Marathon

September 22, 2007

I'm going to reiterate myself here. So there I embark upon the finish line thinking "My God! It's only 08:10am - I just finished a Half-Marathon and yet! I'm still freaking sleepy!"

The very thought of getting up early at 3:00am put me into deep sleep right at 8:30pm the previous night. For a start of 5:30am, I should be at the vicinity around 5:00am for which I need to leave at 4:00am from Kihei *location of the island at it's very natural - for people who didn't u'tand - I meant uncommercialized*. Half an hour was kept for getting ready so that would be 3:30am… You must be thinking why I got up at 3:00am? Well - A woman always has to give herself half-hour to look around for that missing earring, to make sure she's looking good *by good - I strictly mean "thin", and if not, then to resolve any self-esteem-shattering matters.
After all this calculation - I left at 4:10am. Why? You figure it out!


5:30am! That early?! God himself meant for it to be sleeping time. Anywayz…looking at thousands of other people just gave an adrenaline rush and was just wondering "c'mon people start the run!."

It was not just an event for the runners but also for people who woke up and sat in front of their houses just to cheer us up. It's a different matter that if they tried to sleep in that noise, they'll blow themselves up. Some of them invited their extended family and friends and it was a day to "barbeque"… What struck me the most was a really old guy who tried at his age, to pump air into a musical instrument. By the look of his body, it seemed like all the air from his lungs went to the instrument - and he was relying completely on the instrument to get some back. Well! His motto was achieved! - he did get some attention and made our pain look molecular. It's disturbing how strangely people do nice things around here.

My favorite part throughout the run was the scenery. There was a point where I actually went back to the movie "Troy" - and I say anything else - rest is left upon imagination...

Thursday, September 20, 2007

It's all finally done!

September 20, 2007

So there I embark upon the finish line thinking "My God! It's only 08:10am - I just finished a Half-Marathon and yet! I'm still freaking sleepy!"

I apologize but somehow my memory is not very fresh. I don't really remember when I got up, when I put on my running shoes, when exactly did I start running, and when did I go through all the pain? Feels like it all happened in a dream.


So yes! I proudly present, "I raised $3900 for Leukemia & Lymphoma Society!"
And not just that…I also "Finished a Half-Marathon" and "Had a fantastic Hawaiian Vacation
" - all in one.

My Thank-You blog will follow later - right now I'm still flying in Hawaiian clouds.

Sunday, August 26, 2007

The Grandfather of Poker

August 26, 2007

The smell of Pizza has dominated the roses. Beer is overflowing. In my mind, I have summoned up everything there is to know about Texas Hold'em. 6 players, sitting in upright posture, staring into the eyes of their opponents desiring to foresee the possibility of a bluffing character.All would stake their only chance but only one would rise above all. All years of experiences is staked in a pot where there is no returning back.

Often shortened to just Hold'em, is widely considered the grandfather of poker. A flop game, in Texas Hold'em each player gets two pocket cards, while five community cards are dealt face-up on the table. The strength of a player's hand is the best five-card hand that can be made with these seven cards. There are four rounds of betting: after the pocket cards are dealt, after the first three community cards (the flop), after the fourth, or turn card, and after the final, or river card.

Hour after hour, players are going down and paying the price. Some actually played to lose as the price comes with its own attractions - a clear shot of 'Grey Goose.' After 4 of us are injured, I the hostess, am almost about to be the overall winner but I end up giving away the victory.Winner is now priviledged with beautiful wine glasses and 2 bottles of italian wine, white and red. All the money in the pot? - well that's the point of writing this story - goes towards the fundraising.

Fundraising is not just about requesting people to donate some money (in some cases, begging). It can have its creative ways. Poker party is one on the top for me as it is all about "calculated instincts & probability". God bless my maths professor for he has showed me the light.

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

never been a dull moment...

August 2, 2007

She looked so beautiful in golden brown hair just touching her shoulder and her smile so calm and soothing – She shared her story while we sat mesmerized on the grass after training and I could have never imagined what she had been through. She was in college - active, giggling and gossiping just like any other college student… It only caught her attention when she started to put on some weight - obviously! at the time, it's the only thing that matters - your figure. Dieting was next to starvation and exercise brutal and out of question - only series of chest pains, headaches, dizziness, and increasing fatigue gave her the final push to go see a doctor.

Within a week that same young playful girl was given the result - "You have a very large tumor around your heart - 10x13x2.5 centimeters. The only thing we can do is to make you as comfortable as possible."

It was either this or admission into an experimental clinical trial at Stanford Hospital. The oncologists at Stanford told her that the enormous amount of chemotherapy and radiation needed to fight such a large tumor would potentially cause heart, lung, liver, and/or kidney damage that may not present itself for years, but that if she did not follow the recommended program of 6 months of heavy-duty chemotherapy and 3 months of radiation, she would be dead within a matter of weeks. Basically - it was "die now or die later" situation. After a year of persistent nausea & dry-heaving, complete hair loss, self-injections twice daily, a 20-lb weight loss, and radiation burns - she danced with her scrappy bag of bones and shiny bald head around town. She was alive!

Few years later - as strange as it may sound but she was relieved to find out that she was only suffering through a major heart damage and was not having a lymphoma relapse. Personally speaking, I still wonder what kind of relief that is. After two open-heart surgeries (two because the first surgery failed), it was about time that she signed up for "Team In Training" as it had always been a nagging itch for her to finish a full Marathon. To this she says, "I will never forget the Friday before what was supposed to be our first group training run. My world turned black as I listened to what my doctor told me after my routine heart test: Vascular Failure."

She had a large tumor, major heart damage, and vascular failure. And yet - this remains her line - "If there is one thing I can say about my little journey since 1995, it is that there has never been a dull moment!" This brave woman has since ran 3 Marathons, 5 Half-Marathons and is training with us this season for Nike 2007.

After she gracefully narrated her entire story, she thanked all of us who are raising funds for these exact kinds of clinical trials. Her smile carried a sense of genuineness and purity. I heard every word of her story carefully and have tried since then to put it in my own words. Not only do I feel honored to know such a brave lady, I am also very proud of Vanessa. She has not just left me with her story, but a very inspiring lesson in my life.