Everyone thinks BTS means Behind The Scenes or that shiny K-Pop band with haircuts sharper than my Garmin splits. But for me, today was BTS = Back To Sports… after 6 months of complete vanvaas.
Yes, friends, six months of Netflix cross-training and samosa strength workouts. My fitness graph looked like Sensex after budget day — straight downhill.
But today, the hero (aspiring one, not real one 😅) returned for his comeback tour. The weapon of choice? Fartlek — which sounds like a Swedish sports car but in reality is just me sprinting for 60 seconds, gasping for 120, then pretending it’s “structured training.”
Interval pe Interval, Interval pe Interval! 🎬
- First 2 minutes: I ran like Sholay’s Basanti running from Gabbar. Pace 4:27/km. Dil garden garden!
- Second 2 minutes: Already bargaining with God — “Bas abhi ruk jaa, aaj ke liye yeh hi PB hai.” Pace slipped, izzat slipped further.
- Then came the 1-minute sprints. Each one felt like Sunny Deol’s “Dhai kilo ka haath” landing on my quads.
- By rep 5, lungs were singing “Gardish mein ho taare…” in auto-tune.
- By rep 8, I was running but Garmin pace graph looked like ECG of a stressed goat.
The Climax
After 12 minutes, 2.6 km, and one kilo less self-respect, I finished. Avg pace 4:39/km — which on paper looks like “respectable runner.” But the truth? It was more like LPG cylinder delivery boy training.
Still, BTS comeback is done ✅. Not a stadium full of fans, but my calves and quads were screaming loud enough.
