<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969902046553263936</id><updated>2011-11-28T06:01:57.252+05:30</updated><category term='Thoughts on Running'/><title type='text'>Borivali Musings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyrvatrivedivarma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969902046553263936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyrvatrivedivarma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ABCBC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969902046553263936.post-6373713319858540148</id><published>2010-02-11T11:37:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-11T11:45:12.481+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts on Running'/><title type='text'>Run in the Mornings</title><content type='html'>I love running. The feeling I get in the morning when I tie up my shoes laces and start my warm up is incredible. It almost feels like a new beginning. Paul Tergat, the famous marathoner said - Ask yourself "Can I give more?" - the Answer is usually "YES". I have often pondered why I run ? what motivates me to put on my shoes.. fitness ofcourse, but I love the feel of hair, I love whizzing past people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I normally run in Borivali National Park and the curves and rounds that go around remind me of a poem by T S Eliot - Streets that go on like a tedious argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one bug - People are so loud even at 6 in the morning. It seems we are most scared of silence. The moment we see silent space - we want to fill it up with noise - chatter , music, radio... Why is it so impossible to hold on to thought, to quiet, to repose in nature ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969902046553263936-6373713319858540148?l=hyrvatrivedivarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyrvatrivedivarma.blogspot.com/feeds/6373713319858540148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969902046553263936&amp;postID=6373713319858540148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969902046553263936/posts/default/6373713319858540148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969902046553263936/posts/default/6373713319858540148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyrvatrivedivarma.blogspot.com/2010/02/run-in-mornings.html' title='Run in the Mornings'/><author><name>ABCBC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
