If it’s not fun, you’re not doing it right. – Fran Tarkenton
Today’s weekend was definitely fun as I tried doing two consecutive races that I truly enjoyed.
Saturday: Kerygma Run
Time: 13:10 (unofficial)
The self proclaimed Team CB (Team Chelly Bautista) decided to have fun at the race. All of us registered 3Km which, most in our case are first timers. Funny that everyone’s pressuring me to get a podium finish… Without doubt, they succeeded in pressuring me. During the race, we ended up eating the youngsters’ dust as most of them galloped away faster than we thought. I gunned a little over thirteen minutes and so with another friend Allan. We may not be podium finishers but I bet me and Allan managed to be in the top 10.
Picture taking followed…
Sunday: Nature valley Run
Distance: 21 Km
Thinking that I can gun a new PR, I really tried my best at first. First 5k was a sub 30 until I found out that I lost my timing chip when my shoe lace loosened up. Dang! That means that I will no longer be in the list of finishers. Still pushed myself but the humidity was making me uncomfortable so I tried removing my singlet to freshen up. Another friend, Joyce paced me almost all throughout the route and that at least motivated me. We ended up finishing 21 minutes after two hours but were really glad about the fact that we were already done with it.
We got our medal, finisher shirt freebies and our photo ops routine…
I may not able to get a new PR but it was all worth the fun!
Until next time… =)
Acknowledgments to Carlo Serrano, Junrox the Tigerboy, Aaron Anievas and Lorie Padua for the pictures
You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. –John Lennon
In every heart of a runner, I always believe that they all desire one thing; that is to finish a marathon. Forty two Kilometers of hardships and trials… I myself have experienced it… I dreamt of it and had doubted myself if I can really do it. I questioned my strength and entertained my limitations; however, because of my dire yearning of conquering it, I pursued and was able to achieve what I really want.
I’m a dreamer, yet I am not the only one… for other runners were as inspired as me, they also challenged theirselves…
I am glad that I have witnessed their quest to conquer their own fear… in the Dream Marathon.
It is a great ability to be able to conceal one’s ability.
I have really no plans of joining race when a friend told me that she has a race kit that she can give for free. Without hesitation, I told her that I’m free on that date and joining the race would already be a good idea.
Clueless on the whole event, I arrived in the site an hour early. I noticed that there were not a lot of people were present, yet I saw familiar faces like the monstrous Junrox, Nuttybunny, Ross, Elkyoshi, Jazzrunner, Atom and Irene another newbie from Adination having her 15k debut.
During the race, I tried pushing myself despite that it was my next run after my PAU 50 K. I thought that if I felt anything silly, then I should just stop and call it a day. I hit 27 min in my 1st 5K but I was disappointed because I felt heavy and having a hard time. I’m panting like it will be over soon. 30 min… My next 5k; the velocity already cried off but heck! I don’t care anymore… It was already a run-walk strategy and more chance to see other takbo.ph peeps better.
1:28… It was almost over; however, when I saw my friends cheering for me before the finish line, I dashed as much as I can towards end giving me a new PR of 1:29.
Delighted after the race because comparing it to my first 15K race last Mizuno Infinity Run, I improved by as much as 20min. My 2nd 15K in Globe Run for Home was a disaster too because it was my recovery run after BDM.
Overall I noticed that the race is highly organized; I am not sure why the race turned out to be unpopulated. Oh well, congratulations to the Organizers!
Sunt pueri pueri et pueri puerilia tractant. – unknown
There’s always a child in almost everyone of us I guess. That is the way of living… Often, we want to go back on stuff that we used to do to remember… A nostalgia… It was vivid when I tried my first marathon. I cried childlishy in the middle of the race because I was so thirsty and dehydrated due to the organizers mishap; and now when I looked back to it, I really can’t help but to laugh at what I’ve done…
7. Runners will be given the option to use “drop bags” for their special hydration fluids, food and running apparel during the race. Five (5) plastics bags will be given to runners who will opt to use this system of fluid & food replenishment. Each of these bags shall be marked properly as to what Kilometer Mark they will be pre-positioned. Drop Bags will be positioned at the 10K, 20K, 30K, 40K, and Finish Line points. – Bald Runner
I’ve wanted to ask myself the night before the race if I’m really opts to what I imagine I’m going to execute the race; that I will run without a support group but with only the drop bags that Bald Runner has allotted to us. That means that I can only get my hydration provision every 10 Km of the race. I’m not sure if I’m crazy but I believed it’s possible because that is how Mr. Baldy had designed this pursuit. Support group is allowed but I intentionally didn’t get one to ultimately test how I can endure the distance and to sharply manage the 18 oz of sports drink that I have after leaving each markers.
The race went on smoothly; I ran easy and walked if I want to. I ran side by side with Earl, one of my training mates in the hills if Ortigas…
I was carelessly laughing along the road when I suddenly noticed that the first 10Km Marker had passed. $#&*! I stupidly missed my hydration refills… I crammed… I was thinking that I need to pursue without assistance but I thought that I might not be able to make it to the 20th Km if I keep on with it; strike 1! I decided to talk with Earl about my plan and about what I really wanted to happen, and then I took water from his support van.
I got more serious after it. I got more attentive for I don’t want it to happen again. Takbo.ph friends were enthusiastic asking if I need anything but I refused. It wasn’t easy for me because Pepsi and Doc Pinky already started to wonder… Mccoy, and Marga’s group were so sweet to ask if I need water but I just gave them a grin.
I consumed what I had at the 18km so I went easy again until I reached the 20th mark. Going to the 30th Km mark was not that bad… In fact it was easier because this was the part of the race that almost all going down. I consumed the last drop of Gatorade that I had at 28th Km but I was confident that I can manage due the downhill part despite the fact that it was already sweltering hot. Km 35, the turn around point wasn’t hard to reach because of another downhill.
Dillema occurred to me going back. It was 9:15 AM. Hot, but windy; however, fatigue was already spanking me. I tried running but cramps struck me. I spent my hydration easily because of that. Lorie passed by but I ignored my need and mentioned that I’m doing pretty well. Tina who was running with me really thought that I was tired when I declined at her offer for water.
Km 40. I reached it because of sheer will. I took my bag, and left. It was heavy… or my mind thinks it’s heavy; yet, I was back in the game and proceed I am confident that I will not be dehydrated anymore because of the 2-L bladder in my bag. Km 45… I was looking closely at some Km markers… I hit my wall and no dire intentions of running. I walked all through out to the finish.
At the finish line, Bald-Runner himself congratulated me and somewhat noticed my backpack. He took it and felt that it was quite heavy and suddenly asked what’s inside. I told him that I have all my stuff there because I was scared of not finishing early and that I might not be able to leave quickly due to work. Good thing I still have a little time to spare that I managed to eat my lunch before I left…
I ended the race in 6 hours and 47 min and placed 35th among 100 plus runners; the margins that I set for myself was undeniably not an easy task but I am grateful that I finished. It was another humbling exploit. Still, I thank my takbo.ph friends who will always be there for support and immense effort in watching us closely and checking for our safety.
PAU 50 Run truly thought me a lot of lesson and gave me a lot of time to discover myself better. ‘Till next race… MILO MARATHON…
thanks for the photos Emil Ancheta, Rod Apolinario, Glen Tanag and Dan Callante
Insanity is a sane response to an insane situation.
T’was 3AM when the race started. I accompanied Ayette (one of our takbo.ph friends) at the first part of the race. We have decided to take it easy for the mean time and just walk because we knew what lies ahead on the trail; we were doing fine and dandy at the first few Kilometers even if the two of us decided to wait for our friends who got lost in the trail; however, things were tougher than we thought as we face harder and harder trail. I can’t believe were doing this… knowing that we will be climbing at Mount Sto Tomas.
Seeing our friends for support is indeed enlightening. They have provided food and hydration before we enter camp 6 going to the radar station; before the hardest part of race begins. I can see Ayette’s fatigue at that time so I keep on asking her if she was okay. I proceed when I see her nod. Along the path going up, I felt that I am getting tired as because heat and gravity is pulling us like crazy… On one of the steepest trail of the race, I talked with one of the marshals and informed him that I still have a friend going up before I eventually moved. I suddenly become worried of the time because it was almost noon and I haven’t reached the summit. I was worried and at the same time guilty of what I did.
Noon. Summit. I ate lunch and spent 20 minutes and then I galloped. Until I saw another set of takb.ph friends. It was Ellen, another Ellen and Tracy. All of us were doing it easy thinking that the race is almost over. We even had a picnic at the middle of the trail and talked about stuff until my phone swung from my bag’s pocket and eventually got lost.
Before 4PM, I was alone again when I got back to Camp 6… I asked one of the marhalls on the route and mentioned happily that I need to go back from where I started?! I shouted in disbelief! WHAAT??! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I DON’T THINK THE DISTANCE IS RIGHT ANYMORE! IT’S NOT FAIR! Yes, I ranted, but moved despite of my tantrum. I have to finish this! Tired and Zombie like I am, but I am still thinking… thinking to finish… I met a few takbo.ph friends on the road and waved at them just to acknowledge their presence… Some of them are even crazier doing 100 Km…
7:17PM. I reached the finish line… I was greeted by friends, Doc Art, Cess and Ayette, who tried to conquer TNF were there to congratulate me…Lorie, Cindy, Chelly and Venus, (our supporters) were there too. Carly, Jai, Eric were cleaned up after finisher the race early.
10PM, I was in the bus terminal for going back to Manila. I hate it, but I have to personal matters to settle. I slept at the bus soundlessly until the next terminal…
TNF, a race that really tested my own limits… It was another humbling experience…and indeed a Walk to Remember of sane people in an insane situation…