Blinded by rain and strong winds, I’m sitting under a tree as I shuffle the food in my bag in…
Tales from Trails
Stories of running in different geographical locations at races or solo
It’s beautiful clear midnight sky, close to freezing temperature with snow-covered peaks of the Himalayas on my right and young river…
“11 minutes 45 seconds to go for the finish” I shout as Robert grabs the headlamp from Seamus and starts…
I was just 12-year-old when I was watching a BBC documentary on Iditarod – The Last Great Race on the planet….
Deep in the valley, two men are digging the sand off the shore, on the brink of onset of a…
The Northern Transcendence Celebrating 375 years of Montreal In the beautiful town of Yamaska, hundred kilometres from Montreal towards Quebec,…
The Barkley Fall Classic It’s around 2.15 pm of a much-awaited Saturday in woods of Tennessee. I’m bleeding from scratches…
First Step to The IDITAROD Tears rolled down my eyes in pain and despair as I collapsed on a half-frozen muddy…
The legend continues… My kingdom as I always call this Martian land, it has always been a relishing experience being…
A revenge served cold Musings on Beeism “First, a DNF at Mandwa-Pune ultra. The weather was odd, conditions were new,…