This post is coming a week late, but I need to thank my anonymous hero from marathon Sunday.
After running the marathon on Sunday, three of us struggled to get a taxi outside VT. We were too tired to walk back to Churchgate station as every ounce of energy that we possesed that day was sapped by the marathon. Finally, a cabbie agreed to take us to the suburbs and all was well, or so we thought. As we drove past the same Bandra-Worli Sea link that we conquered around sunrise, the cab ended up getting 2 flat tires. The cabbie managed to get us past the toll booth but then the wheels started coming off.
We were exhausted and stranded on a stretch with no energy to walk to S V Road. Still in our running clothes and wearing our medals, we tried to hitch a ride to the main road. After a few minutes, a kind gentleman stopped his brown Honda City and gave us a ride all the way to Andheri. We got off at a signal and couldn't get our Knight's name. I didn't have my card to pass on to him. All I know is that he swims at The Club in Andheri. Oh, how I wish I could find my knight and buy him an expensive bottle of champagne. He was my hero on marathon Sunday...
After running the marathon on Sunday, three of us struggled to get a taxi outside VT. We were too tired to walk back to Churchgate station as every ounce of energy that we possesed that day was sapped by the marathon. Finally, a cabbie agreed to take us to the suburbs and all was well, or so we thought. As we drove past the same Bandra-Worli Sea link that we conquered around sunrise, the cab ended up getting 2 flat tires. The cabbie managed to get us past the toll booth but then the wheels started coming off.
We were exhausted and stranded on a stretch with no energy to walk to S V Road. Still in our running clothes and wearing our medals, we tried to hitch a ride to the main road. After a few minutes, a kind gentleman stopped his brown Honda City and gave us a ride all the way to Andheri. We got off at a signal and couldn't get our Knight's name. I didn't have my card to pass on to him. All I know is that he swims at The Club in Andheri. Oh, how I wish I could find my knight and buy him an expensive bottle of champagne. He was my hero on marathon Sunday...
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