When Failure Changed You

Turning wounds into wisdom…

Left – September 2014, Right – October 2015

Everyone fails.  Once, twice or maybe a hundred times; just like Thomas Alba Edison when he thought of creating the light bulb, his failures did not stop him from doing what he loves.  It even made him to do something better, until he achieved his goal… Just like him, it may not be phenomenal, I have a story too.
Flashback – I left Kuwait for Korea in July 2014. I was a bouncing 100kg block at that time. Wooohhoooo! One of my friends even threw a joke at me that I am 0.1 ton (Damn, how could they use the unit ton on me). I know I’m heavy and big for my height but I believe that things will be okay if I workout.  I’m sure it will be okay.  So I started having this new life, working out, running, swimming, but nothing really serious as my diet was the same.  SEE-FOOD (When I see food, I eat). I would always try to weigh myself and see very minimal changes; I joined various half marathons, but naaah, nothing.  Ok, I lost weight, 1lb per month.  I’m not really sure if it was a big difference… maybe, at least I’m going somewhere.  I even joined Tokyo marathon in February 2015, and I was around 95Kg; 5kg in 7months.  Then triathlon events came in April and finished last.  At the end of July 2015, I weight 93kg; a loss of 7kg in one year.

Busan Half Marathon Finished at 2:43.
Busan Half Marathon Finished at 2:43.

My friends see me as very optimistic person and I really consider myself the same: fit and able to endure anything that goes in my way. Then, this event came.  70.3 Ironman… A Complete Failure. I blame the full moon, the unforgiving heat and the inconsiderate marshals (even though they are not) for now allowing me to run…

Fine. No problem, I’m fine, Perfect, Try again. I was trying to console myself and so did my friends, but the truth was, it’s not okay. I returned to Korea thinking about it, and I had this realization, that I need to do something different for me to really achieve my goal.

I started planning, and logging my accomplishments manually, there are strava and runkeeper, but putting it this way gave me a sudden thrill of completing every workout.
I started planning, and logging my accomplishments manually, there are strava and runkeeper, but putting it this way gave me a sudden thrill of completing every workout.

I signed up for a number of multisport events, but I told myself that I want to be better. I created a training diary and told myself that I should do it. Whatever my reasons were when I wake up, I have to do it. I get up early to swim or bike or run. Then in the evening do the same. 7 days a week. I rest sometimes but that’s because of my work schedule.  The key was I should have a good sleep.   I used my common sense on my diet; eliminated sugar in my coffee and chose healthier options.

On the first 2 weeks I saw significant difference on my weight. Wow! This is working.  I shared my plan to few of my friends who I know can motivate me; to keep my sanity (because I’ve never done this before). I would show them what I’m doing and they would virtually pat my back for my job. That feels good.

I consistently workout, and it showed huge results.  All my races may not be a complete success but there is one thing in this pursuit that thrilled me most. I lost 10kg! I looked back on some of my photos a year ago, and it was like I’m looking at two different people, with the same smile (lol).  Even I couldn’t believe on what I have achieved, just when I thought it’s IMPOSSIBLE. Then, I change the way I look at things, then it became, I’M POSSIBLE.  I used my failure as my inspiration to be better, and so I succeed.
Today, I am still aiming to shred few more pounds, I just recently hit sub 2 hours in my last half marathon, and looking forward to improve my time in my marathon pursuit.


Monitored my progress with the use of Body Analyzer in the gym I am registered, while the accuracy of the Fat% and other things seemed to be questionable, it is giving me a ball park value and something to target.

Claiming the Golden Fleece

What destiny sends, bear! Whoever perseveres will be crowned. – Johann Gottfried Herder

Start of the race gathering around the KM ) Post.

From my own point of view, no one would ever describe what happened back then; it was an oxymoron. Bitter and sweet while traversing three provinces by foot. Hermes winged shoes was taken from me for he felt that I did not deserve it, I didn’t execute such speed training he requires for me to adapt it; however, I still owned Athena’s wisdom, Ares’ fighting prowess, Eros’ passion and Pan’s mirth to pursue my dream to do a 100 mile…

The running gods must have been mocking us on our attempt.

The fates told me I was ridiculous and ambitious; how come a mere argonaut can survive the distance if he was a fat ass they claimed… Yes, I doubted myself for awhile, maybe they were right, but suddenly upon sharing my dream to my friends, they believed. It’s a possibility! They even began sending all their good vibes to me… And so my quest began.

Lead me Lord I always utter… He did not forsake me.

Fifty-nine runners all gathered at Km 0 in Mariveles, Bataan where the old Death March had started. Support crews of different runners were all excited to see their champions at Km 160. I was not on myself before the gunstart, I kept holding my hands together trying to make myself composed until the countdown.

Thank you Lorie and Mommy Eve for the Krispy Kreme Donuts!

The running gods were all mocking us as we start. It was an illusive dream they thought, but we dared them and that made them mad. Helios the sun-god was first sent and let his magnificent sunshine strike! It turned terribly hot as minutes and hours passed by, but I, the argonaut came prepared for I covered myself with a white iced deep plumage which made me totally comfortable except that it was a bit heavy. Donuts were my comfort food as well from the 10th and the 20th k of the race; felt like I have eaten an ambrosia… Helios wrath was so strong it made me feel like giving up, right from the start of the race, I began to wonder, can I?

Kilometer 50. It’s almost 8 hours when I reach it, changed outfit and ran. I decided to load myself with a decent rice meal that time… And that I think made me strong… I felt the 2nd wind and started to pick up the pace that I lost at the first 50. Zeus must have been missing his aim of thunderbolt on me! The mirth of the Demi-god Pan is what I currently possess! Optimistic, energetic, alive! Even my friends I felt that were giggling on my extra strength. I felt awesome until I reached 100th km. I was sore when I reached 102nd Km, and it was time again to freshen up.

Dusk came and we are still running. Morpheus the god of slumber is ready to see his preys.


The last stretch of the race. Just 58 more kilometers and it will be over. I can now get back to rest. Yan paced me, then Bave, Chris, Athan and Maridol. It was Terrible for I could no longer run at a good pace. The god of darkness made me fell like I was walking in the underworld. Gloomy, sad.. I felt that I could no longer pursue…

Insomiac Bave in my crew!

The thought of quiting is already playing in my mind, telling that my body has gone tired and any minute it would stop and malfunction. I was about to throw the white towel when I came to realize that my friends has not yet given up on me, not a single thought that they’d ask me if I can still go on, instead they tell me that I still look so strong… From there I believed for the thought of seeing my friends failure because of me is not an option.

My crew-turned-pacers
My crew-turned-pacers trying to comfort me despite of being irate

I fought against the Morpheus, the god of slumber by eating what we have in stock, to keep me busy in the lame hours of the night… Chips, donuts, banana, balot, coffee, gummybears, hotdogs,eggs I took them all until twilight came.

A few yards to the finish line…

Last 20k at 6am in the morning. I am still pushing… Last 15k and told myself I’m almost there. Last 10k and my team mates who supported Wilnar, (my team mate who finished first) were there already cheering for me. “Push!” how come I’m enter entertaining the thought. “Push” as my friends tell because someone is behind me. Last Kilomter, 9:30 am I ran and gave all I’ve got until I saw the finish line… More! I am almost there…. I finally hit the finis line I almost sob again for joy instead I scream at the top of my lungs! A battle cry claiming and bragging to the world that I am done! The god of love Eros never let my passion fall nor Athena’s wisdom it did not break! I am done! 100 miles of hardships and was earned after 21:41 (Official).

The Golden Fleece was Claimed at Last…

I ran, I walk the whole 160Km route, yet I strongly believes that the credit shouldn’t only belong to me but to the people who inspired me; to my friends who supported me on from morning to dusk to midnight to dawn until I get though my final step.  Thank you… To my dad, to whom I dedicate this race, Thank you and to the Lord God who never stopped giving me the opportunity to become strong and corageuous.

BR, Runners and Support Crew

Photo Credit: Bave, Cris Dela Cruz, Maridol Yabut, Marving Pangan and Boy Praning

On Being The Fat Ass King

It’s not about speed, but hardwork, resistance
to temptation and a little bit of luck made the turtle a winner…

My Bib. Give 9 to Rona Dizon for the effort.

Fat-Ass 2011. A free running event where in you will run a 2.2 Km loop for 6/12/24 hours.  I was having 2nd thoughts of joining this event due to the running blues I had last Christmas season, yet with only 2 weeks to go, I have decided to sign up. I rushed to my training and ran everyday since Jan 1.  NO TAPERING FOR THE MEAN TIME.
Gary, a friend initiated the transportation while Rona got the bib making job. Earl on the other hand answers all my FAQs.

My dailymile summary for the week due to the guilt I had after Christmas Season.

Most of us decided to join the 12 hour category, and we have planned to start on the second half instead of the first to avoid the heat. Upon arriving at Clark, 24 hour runners where there circling around the Fat-ass loop.

Before the game begins

On our turn, we started at 6pm and I ran on somewhat moderate pace. It was cold for the wind’s breeze kept on touching us, but I didn’t really mind it because my body was already adopting to it.

Dilemma, chaffing:
I had it right from the very start. I know what I have done wrong despite of some preventive actions that what I have done. Sigh, that would be a long day for me. Petroleum gel was my best friend then for I try to go after it every loop until even applying it already hurts…

Running in chaffe.

Damage has been done, yet I chose not to stop until I realized that the loop to beat is only 38 loops (done by Camilla Brooks) which I believe is doable for me if I just pursue with the game.

I hit 20 loops after midnight, and became more optimistic in getting the target, despite of the uncomfortable feeling. Damn! I hit 50k before 7 hours and 70k at 10 hours. Another motivation that I had then was Earl who as well do not have any plans of stopping was trying to complete the same loop that I had, just a few minutes after me.

My very first podium finish

Last hour and I have accomplished 34 loops, my target faded after that as I can no longer run instead, I walk. 35th, then 36th… That’s it! I stopped despite of the remaining 12 minutes for I knew it will not complete a loop. I called it a day eventually…

That was my first podium finish… The fat ass king!
That was the name they called me at the end of the day. I could hardly walk for the wound of war almost put me down.

Team CB, HOB's Team Boring, Takbo.ph friends. Thank you!

Advantages? Yes, I guess; for it was not hot during the night, I even believed that I over-trained myself for the week for I didn’t stopped running since Jan 1 due to the guilt of gluttony over the Christmas holidays.  Seriously, I may not have done it under the sun’s heat!

What did I miss?

Joining Team Boring’s fiesta!  Drinks, food and laugh, hacking food from the Team HOB’s (Hang Out Buddies) and sleeping in Brandy’s tent.  Oh, probably next time.

Attack!!! Thanks for the sumptous breakfast Dizon Family!

Thank you friends and Lord God for making this crazy day…
What’s next? We’ll see!!!



Here are the results of the event –> RESULT

Salute to A Colorful 2010!

Cheers to a promising New Year ahead! The best is yet to come…

Amazed this year!
Amazed this year!

Whoah! I just realized that 2010 is almost over.  I am just counting hours and ready to welcome a new year ahead. It was indeed an awesome year for me,   bittersweet moment.  Considerably, this year is a blast on my passion for running and on my career as well although not everything was something to rejoice like my father’s death last February.

I could almost do this during the ultra-races that I've joined...

On Ultra Races.

After joining Condura, then Bataan Death March, I never looked back.  It followed with a series of Ultra Marathons and Marathons month by month
which I loved so well.  TNF was the most remarkable race I’ve joined so far where my will power was tested more than BDM despite that it is only a 50Km race.  I ran, I had a hard time,  I had blisters and pain; I cried and laugh at the finishline savoring victory after each race and hurriedly go to my office for I don’t have anyone to replace me for sometimes. 


One of the photos that I took in an early morning in Tagaytay


On Travels

Hah! It was my most travelled year as well (Not sure though).  I went to Ilocos to run, in CamSur where we were conned by a not so famous event organizer and even being dithced out in the island.  Hiked in Batangasand in Rizal to train for a Climathon in Baguio (TNF). I was on training and racing and at the same time enjoyed everybit of it despite of all the mishaps that occured. I wish I could go back and even travel more around the Philippines.  Hope I can pin Batanes next year.

Naaah, just one of my photos that I took on my transit in Singapore


On Career

At last, I hit my PR at work last May where I officially became a certified technician after fearing so much of taking the examination.  Good thing I gripped my balls so much so that they would not fall and put it back into places the moment it was over.  Lols!  Most importantly, I got the chance to go to Abudhabi to visit our office there,  in Dubai where we have an office as well, Spent a day in Singapore to at least have fun during transit and in Malaysia in an hour to enjoy every bit of it. 
I mentioned in last blog too about getting an employee award. Hmm… I wonder what will happen to me next year.  Jeez!!
I am so excited!
Lastly, No Sick-leave for me this year.  Tell me more about Work-Life Balance.

A home theater that I won in a raffle. An I thought it's just a lame DVD Player

On Luck

T’was three years streak that I won something in the office. From  Cellphone (2008) to Aircooler (2009) and a DVD Receiver this year! Oh boy, I am really a lucky guy.  Oh well, I think I deserve it after loosing 3 cell phones this year (Stupid me!)

Day 1 of ANR Tiendesitas (yabang ko no? =P)

On Responsibilities and Volunteering

I co-hosted 4 events this year! A company event, The Takbo.ph  Anniversary where I get the chance to meet DJ Chloe, The” Takbo Mo Tanglaw Ko” fun run for the Aetas and the Takbo.ph Year End Party. Seriously, given a chance, I would love to do more of it! Also,  I am really proud that I became a part of Adination of Runners sponsored by Adidas.  It was a tough work I guess but I loved it. Saturday Mornings and Fridays Nights in Tiendesitas were eventful.  on this, I would like to thank Adidas and takbo.ph for the opportunity that you have given me;and to my friends (especially Team CB) who were always there to support me.
I am glad that most of you guys had improved physically. 



Created by my friend Lorie after my first tri


On Multi-sport

I have joined series of 2 Aquathlon this year.  Ateneo Aquathlon (I don’t know how to swim yet at this point) and AnR Alabang Aquathlon.  I really improved in my swimming skills although I still have a lot to learn as far as techniques are concerned.
Eventually I was able to join a Super-minisprint event.  Thanks again to a good friend Doc Art who never
stopped believing in my capabilities.  Doing a week of Biking after so many years is not easy. Lol!
Again, what an awesome year.  Hope I can equalize it next year or even move further. How about checking my lovelife next year? Hehe!

Team CB! 🙂

The best is yet to come…

The Wrath of the Sun-God Helios (The CAMSUR Marathon Adventure)

Patience is not only a virtue, but an acquired trait.

The Illusion

The thought of CAMSUR is wonderful… Just right enough to enjoy the Beach and Wakeboarding at the famous CWC.  Zeus ordered Baccus the god of wine to put us to an illusion that running the CAMSUR marathon would be inviting… To make it look like a good chance to hit out best because of the flat route…  Most of us were trapped into that illusion.

Marathon and Half-Marathon Newbies

Yes, we were lured into the illusion of paradise.  Out of town… Fresh Air…  A number of my companions registered for Half marathon and Marathon  unaware of what will really happen to us.

Goodluck Bash to Our Neo-half Marathoners and Marathoners

We trained for the event.  Agreed… But the question is if are we really prepared for it?

The Start.

The race started before the Sun-God Helios comes out.  I really planned of running at 6-minute pace until I fade but I had this uncomfortable feeling right from the start of the race.  I was not able to warm-up because the chariot that brought us to the starting mark arrived barely 5-minutes before the race started.  It end up in a run-walk pace right from the start of the race.  I told myself that maintaining a 6:35 pace should be good enough.

The 42-K route

It was dark…  and I wish it was just like that; however, Zeus the god who always want to challenge the adventurers ordered Helios go shine as early as it could and let display his flambouyant light.

I maintained my pace despite of discomfort until Km 30.  I was having a hard-time but I don’t want to whine about it. Blocking the pain and happy thoughts is what all I have in my mind.  Good thine the mortals watching us cheered the best way they could.  Greeting us everytime they saw us and giving us their best cheer and applause.  Children even gave us High Fives!

My team who waited for us in the finish line

Km 30…  The wrath of Helios was inevitable.  It eventually over-powered me as my pace started to decline.  Good thing that another mortal gave me 3 salt pills along the race which I took strategically.  I didn’t take any food except to my only energy gel that I took at Km 21 (I took the first before the race started) and some bananas provided by the organizer.  Water is the only hydration that I drank for I am afraid on to get some carbonated drink that the race had in every hydration stations.

A female runner who fainted somewhere along the route being helped by out takbo.ph friends

Another good thing is that Athena blessed me with wisdom so I managed to go on kilometer per kilometer despite of my fading pace.  I even passed a couple of runners who were already suffering from the thunderbolt casted by Zues against them and from the venom of the gorgon-Medusa that turned their feet into stone.


 I eventually arrived at the finishline after five hours of my run-walk strategy.  Despite of not beating my personal best, I am still glad about this for I have enjoyed this race.  

Post race picture... BLAH!

All of us compalined about the heat.  It was terribly hot that day yet good thing no one gets hurt.   I am also glad to see my friends to finish the race.  They were winners in their own right. Indeed that no sun-god can  beat our wisdom and determination to finish.

Takbo.ph friends who finished the race!

Thank God (the real one)  who made this day who gave me another opportunity to express my will and strength.  It was undeniably a wonderful day.

The race gave us a real BLAH!

Congratulations to my firends who just finished their first half marathon and marathons.  You made us proud! 

Acknowledgment to Joyce Morisson, Runner’s Run and Brando Losaria on some pictures that I have used. Thanks also to my dear friend Cherry who used my Camera to get some real action shots!



My blog has been idle for quite a month now. No updates whatsoever of anything despite the fact that you can see me most of the time in some occasions. I must say that I am really busy. Busy with the training I require to myself in order to be in shape for the event that I will be joining this month and next month, not to mention my busy work schedule too. I am really putting everything in place closely so my mind had been too preoccupied to write. 

Photographer Mode

Anyway, in the past few weeks I volunteered as a photographer in the recently held Takbo.ph Runfest and followed by the Dean’s Cup a week after. This is my way of thanking all my friends who has supported me every time I race. A few weeks from now, I’ll be joining a 65Km race in Laoag and I am really trying to condition myself at least on that race. 

I am still running though but not in any running events because I feel that joining too many races can empty my pocket quick, yet but I am not saying I’m not joining any of them anymore.  I just don’t have much resources at present.  Joining running events out of town can really cost a lot because you need also to enjoy the race other than running there. 

Still on practice...

I am also into swimming, trying to be even more serious because I am aiming to join multisport too someday.  I am amazed at my progress in this sport.  Before, I can’t even move 5 meters and dread to be at the pool after a couple of minutes; however, I can now do laps even longer laps… Yet I believe that I still need to practice more.   

 I will definitely catch up on this blog soon… Soon..

Perdition of Dream (My Milo Story)

Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after another.


I am not utterly certain when I did start my training. I have really wanted to do Milo Marathon right after Condura Marathon but of course due to my desire to join BDM, TNF and PAU, everything started on the 2nd week of May.

I pulled running buddies like Earl and Allan on the preparation and did an average of 50 to 65 Km per week.  Those were really hard-hitting weeks entailing us to do long runs at the end of the week or during Thursday nights. I really want to improve my marathon time to at least 15 minutes or more…  Athena provided me so much wisdom and Eros to combust my passion to pursue my reverie. 

Come race day…  It was an all out flat route except for the flyovers. It was said that grotesque creatures were there and can suck out the power of your hamstrings on those parts. I ignored it, for I know they were just a measly pixie; however, I didn’t in actual fact realize that 10 of those could give me a great mischief.

Takbo.ph gang

My first 15 Km was just right, and so with my next 11Kilometers; however, lurking beasts started to assault me on the last loop.  I endlessly skipped at Zeus lightning despite of my hamstrings fatigue. The sun-god Helios boasted his strength of sunlight.  Good thing that the takbo.ph naiads, nymphs and mortals were there to offer support.  Merely seeing those joyful faces had already provided me more will to push trough. 

Takbo.ph-AnR Alabang in the last 3K photo: by July Pauli

Ultimately, I finished the race at 4:53:55; it was a little over four-minute improvement on my last marathon.  I felt defeated at the finish line for I have underestimated the route. The dream for the fifteen-minute improvement all went to perdition. I tried to contemplate and evaluate myself after the race, thinking if I really had given my 100% potential. 

Anyway, I am pleased I completed the race with all honesty.  I did not ride a chariot to dash, employed a doppelganger to run for me or teleported like the gods and goddesses of Olympus.  I finished the battle with valor; having faster time maybe a gauge of fitness and rapidity, but it’s finishing the race that quantifies manliness.

CB bib photo by takbo.ph


Again, I acknowledged all my friends who were there for support.  Takbo.ph,Team CB and AnR Alabang.  May God bless you always…

BDM; Bearing Dad’s Memories

Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever.

-Lance Armstrong

BDM Participants all waiting for the gunstart

 These are my thoughts in the recently held Bataan Death March.  A 102 Km race to commemorate the unsung heroes of World War II. 

Soaked with my own sweat... ulk!

First few Km of the race was just typical.  It was trouble-free and the fun is just right… but it was humid. Really humid; so I decided to remove my top so that I won’t get intimidated by it.  I was an eye candy that time.  People were kind of puzzled seeing me like that.  I know! Call me crazy but I don’t care; I just need to be comfortable because I still have a long way to go.  Ellen’s gang is messing on me at that time and another all girls support group that I don’t know. I just put a new shirt on after Km 27, where I feel I can already be comfortable with my shirt on.  Kilometers had passed until I suddenly felt something on my right foot.  “PAIN!!!”  I really have no idea where I got it but I had to pursue.  My team has been trying to save it by massage and putting liniments but it’s not working.  Even Gail (Abby’s Support) tried to check me and realized that it’s swollen. At that point I could really almost give up for every step is pain.  I tried walking as fast as I could at that point until I reached Km 50.

Gail checking on my leg while on a photo-op.

I immediately moved and did not try staying long when I reached the Km 50 pitstop. I need to move for time is indeed of essence to me and for I am just walking as much and as fast as i could wondring if it will take me to the cut-off… Oh boy, I’m so frustrated and scared.  My support group would try to cheer me up everytime I reached them and it really breaks me apart for my moral is already down and it gives me pain if I failing them. I told them not to bother massaging me for I think it will no longer work.  Lorie gave a painkiller and accepted it thinking it would be mylast resort. 

Pushing... Km 99

I had brunch at 10AM at KM 64 or so…  Corned beef, Rice and Egg.  I was unable to walk fast at that time and told myself to just take it easy for a while until I’m good to go.  Briskwalk… Briskwalk…  Right after the meal.  Jog… Jog… a couple of minutes or so… Run!  That’s when I felt I’m doing good already.  The second wind was  already within me,  I felt so strong and i took the opportunity.  I can’t believe I am passing a couple of runners! I felt really awesome.  I informed Julie that I’m not stopping until I reach KM 80 and ask her to provide water everytime to freshen me up.  It was extremely hot and my buff  that I put on my head keeps on drying up every minute.  It was really crazy!

To the finish line

 Km 80, 90 (I did my #2)… I was really tired like I don’t want to go on… Blisters were as big as a coin,  Knees were wasted and the whole body was exhausted.  I kept talking to myself… telling stuff about my dad…  telling him that this for him… that I am not giving up because I will not let him down.  I prayed to God to give me more courage to finish and to survive…

I really couldn't help it...

Km 98.  I decided to remove my shoes and used slippers.  Km  99.  Km 100… Kilometer markers seemed to be like forever…  Km 101…   Heart pounding…  500m, 400…  Where’s that damn marker!??  That was until I realized that I need to turn left… Oh no! everyone was there…  My friends who all believed in me and supported me… They were all cheering and waiting in the finish line.  Either it was Cherry or Lorie handed me my father’s picture.  I ran as fast as I could for the finish line until I sat on the Km102- marker and cried…

My BDM Group

I had a picture with Baldrunner himself and sat in the corner…  I was tired and could not almost walk. Everything  flashes within my eyes as I sat.  My hardships, and my friends hardships too.  I was so overwhelmed about the love and full support they gave to me.  It was cheesy but I couldn’t thank them more enough.   They also had a hard time as much as I had but still patient to provide all my needs.  I was indeed grateful and will be forever grateful about this. 

This, I share to people who believed and supported me... to people who think I'm crazy and yet there were all by my side... to people who never stop supporing my ideals and dreams... to people who waited for me to the finish line and to people I admired and loved.

Going back home, I tried looking at the miniature of the Kilometer Marker, the insgnia of my achievement, of my triumph…  This i solely dedicate to my dad who died 9 days before the race and this, I share to people who believed and supported me… to people who think I’m crazy and yet there were all by my side… to people who never stop supporing my ideals and dreams… to people who waited for me to the finish line and to people I admired and loved.

Special thanks to Brando Losaria, Let Guieb and Gail Consolacion for the pictures.


BDM Starting Line

What does it take to unleash one’s potential?  Was it determination to conquer and achieve your goal or was it when you are trapped in a situation where there is no turning back?  Was it courage to face your  fear or pride of not being defeated?  Was it finishing a race and realize how far you have gone or was it giving up and learning what you have experienced from it?

Whatever our reason is, I’m sure that it must be reasonable…  We have our own ideals that we believe and we would always cling on that no matter what.   That made me unleashed my full potential…

The Unbreakable Oath (Condura Marathon 2nd Half)


Never say never… that’s what I keep thinking… but how will you go on if every step would be pain?  Alas, there came an old man informing me that he is a descendant of the argonaut named Nestor.  He told me that I need to move to lessen the pain that bolt of lightning Zeus had cast upon me. I did what he said and it did work for me… at least it made me moved for a couple of kilometers.  He left me when he thinks I should be fine…

Z and Pepsi roving near the skyway...

Km 31… I had hit my wall that quick. I must have really lost a lot of essential glycogen in my body; despite of the ambrosia (GU) that RJ another argonaut had given me when I saw him along the way.  The mead that the naiad Cindy has given me seemed not to affect on me anymore… I think it must just have been my will to go on and to the vow I have made in the river of unbreakable oath Styx that I will do a sub-5 even if I break my leg.  I was about to exit to Olympus when the muses Z and Pepsi handed me something to eat and drink. 

Feeling the 2nd Wind?

Km 33…  The atmosphere was entirely filled with joy for I have seen Pan the musician’s band, trying to energize the runners like me. The aid station made it indeed alive.  Macoy who was a disciple of Asclepius the God of medicine was there spraying ointments to those who are in need.  While being treated by Macoy, Raff from the breed of the sprinter Atalanta galloped away.  I tried bumping him just to let him acknowledge my presence.  I ran along side with him for a few meters until another pain in my calf.  Raff offered his help but I refused told him to proceed.

Alarmed at Raff Outrunning me...

Friends I knew were also struggling suffering the same fate I had.  Some were bitten by Cerberus, the three headed dog, others were kicked by centaurs and others were frozen by the Gorgon Medussa. 

Km 37… I saw Luis on the road.  Who gave me the impression like he was punished the same way Zeus punished Atlas carrying the earth on his shoulders.  Upon talking and running alongside with him, Joyce from team BZ bumped me! Oh no, how could she be at still her pace when everyone seemed so tired.  I panicked and ran trying to catch up but my legs were already stiff… Nymph Vicky and Prince of Marikina also caught up with us, and then Ellen who never faltered for her pace was still natural. Team Bongz had already passed before me… The cold war between us had ended for they have won this battle…   But wait! I still have my own battle to finish, the one I swore in Styx… To finish below 5 hours.

Km 41… Despite of agony, Luis and Vicky sprinted the final Kilometer.  I no longer tried doing the same for I already feel sick…

Tere was just behind for back up...

400m… 300… 200…  Teresa one of Ares horsemen asked me to speed up, I told her I can’t but she told me to do my best and she will catch me on the finish line (If I fell)

Finish Line Post Pic

4:58:01, my official time in this marathon…tere immediately assisted me after finishing together with Chelly. The great hall was packed with happy finishers despite of the hardships we have encountered…many of them congratulated me but I can’t hear anymore and I need to sit down. 

100% wasak!!!

Gail helped me out in stretching my muscles until I was relieved… and then it hit me the moment I somewhat recovered, I did a sub-5.  A 15min improvement from my previous marathon…  Ellen, Joyce, Gab and Raff congratulated me after and then I went to the booth were the children of Nike the goddess of victory is giving away medals to all those who finished.


Gail to the rescue on my still existing cramps... thank you!!!

It was indeed a tiring day for daring to be at the abode of the Gods and go back from where I started.  I encountered surprises along the way which could almost make me fall, yet because of my sheer determination and will. I was able to achieve what I want to be…

Thank you guys for the motivation...
with the takbo.ph girls!
Photo Ops with Team BZ, Jix and Mac
takbo.ph boys with Patcon

 Acknowledgment to my friends and family for moral support, to the Nataniel Garcia, Brando Losaria, Jinoe Gavan, Edu Fabian, Paolo Baldisimo for the pictures taken in this blog, to takbo.ph and Renier Pacific for the support. Team CB on our training and efforts on weekends are also helpful. Calibre 45 Ultra-longrun, Cardiac Hills LSD gace me more endurance. I wouldn’t have made it so far without your presence.  Again, THANK YOU!!!

To the new marathoners, I am also proud of you for finishing it. Congratualtions!

The badge of pure effort...

To Ellen, Bongz Joyce and Gab, let’s bring it on! How about a 10K dash???

To the Abode of the Gods… The Great Olympus! (Condura Run 2010 – 1st Half)

‘Twas another memorable quest when the argonaut once again dared to enter the abode of the gods… the Olympus!

The Argonauts with the Nymphs of Takbo.ph

Another sleepless night… Good thing I slept more the day before the big day so I feel that I am more conditioned from my last run where in I challenged the not so worthy Morpheus.

Oh we don't want the sun king "Helios" burn us to death...

I arrived at the Great Hall of Bonifacio High Street minutes passed 3AM with the nymph Tracy.  Busloads of people were already there, all excited at the gun start for the 42Km, 21K, 10K and 5K.  Meeting with the other Argonauts, we bid each other good luck.  I believe that one is important… Those words of encouragement coming from your comrades.

Welcome Condura Marathon!

Blazing Fireworks in the sky were seen before the start to surprise the runners who wants to dare and we were all running after that.  Most people are trying to strategize by running at their own comfortable pace at first.  I was with my comrade Gab along the way for we have discussed that we’re going to pull each other’s leg during the race until one of us quits.  Mark Hernandez, Jixee were running with us for a couple of Km until Gab and I forwarded in our comfortable pace. 

Running along side with Gab

Reaching Kalayaan, we saw the formidable team Dragon Bong Z.  I told Gab that we should sneak out so that we wouldn’t be eaten easily by them.  We galloped when the light of Apollo was not present; both of us were laughing at the competition for the trio are indeed motivating us not to stop.

Olympus… The mouth of Olympus was already right before our eyes.  Both of us are having Goosebumps the moment we cross its threshold making us even more excited.  It was darkness as we ascend.  Good thing the God of Light somewhat shed some light through her sister’s emblem … the moonlight.  We are still running at our comfortable pace when the sun-king Helios was up.  At the Olympus, you can see nothing but the blue clear sky, both of us amazed at our feat. We saw Wilnar and Chris speeding, Bryan, Carly, Tina, Glen, Totoy, Dennis, Luis and Sam.  When it’s our time to turn, Gab mentioned that it will be the time how far are we from the DBZ.  Until we realize that they are just lurking behind us.  They weren’t doing so bad after all so we need to be on our guards. 

Don't be deceived... They are damn ferocious!

Km 25. A sign of the Nymph Vicky was present and so with the Running Ninja Sam before we reach the highest point of Olympus.   I stopped and walk the moment I reach that point and uttered that there’s no way I’m going to run this part for it will truly drained me a lot. 

Around Km 27, I stopped, for Zeus lightning had stricken me.  I was immobile for a few seconds and agony is all I can feel.  Gab who was a few meters ahead of me had already moved forward and so I was alone already. I don’t know what to do… I was already having a hard time. Zeus will definitely not stop until I crawl and stop…  It was a punishment for daring him to gatecrash at his abode.  The shoe that Hermes had given me is not giving me anymore drive.  I was already injured… My dream of reaching my goal is starting to shatter, the Fates are laughing at me now and Hades dark chariots are rampaging to arrest me.  Poor Argonaut is about to be sent to the underworld…

to be continued…

photos from Bryan Rivera, Carmen Cabiles, Carlo Serrano

The Natural Disorder

 Second Law of Thermodynamics states the universal principle of entropy…
Oh this one is natural... just natural...

Ooops! Before you call for security and start to scream for geek alert, I’ll start calling your Mom telling about this so that she’ll understand better what’s really happening to us when we run so that they’ll understand better.

Alright, what’s really telling us about this law is the disorder; meaning that disorder is natural in this world, and we would need to exert a great force if we want to get rid of that disorder. How can we relate this to running?

When we started doing our first race, we had a hard-time right? It took us a lot to finish it and it was not really easy. There are disorders that we have encountered along the route; side stitches, chaffing, muscle pains and all; yet, with the great force or the great effort that we gave, we indeed manage to finish it.

So what are those disorders that we have encountered and what amount of force should we need to give in so that it will be eliminated?


Side Stitch



Don't get surprised when side stitch hit yah!

I have no idea what to do when I first encountered this, while running, there has been an excruciating pain that pierced me in the lower edge of my ribcage. I don’t even know what it’s called until someone told me its side stitch. According to the source that I have read, this pain may have caused by the contraction of the liver or spleen, which squeeze extra oxygen carrying blood cells into circulation.


We definitely need to improve our fitness because our body will eventually get used to our running activity as if it’s being into physiotherapy. Proper warm up and hydration should also do the trick and increasing the exercise intensity when running.




You should've been properly hydrated bud!
You should be properly hydrated bud!


This one occurred to me when I was running one of my 21K race. Cramps making me to stop to take walk breaks and rest. Yes, it was painful and you can really feel that your muscle is contracting or over shortening! Scream if you want but it won’t definitely remove the pain. Dehydration, Low calcium, sodium and potassium levels might have caused this because all of them depletes while you are running. Sodium holds water in our body and if it depletes, water will definitely join out of the body.



Don’t let dehydration get’s in your way, hydrate and do it strategically.  If cramps already occurred, and you’re like 10Km away to the finish-line, you could either give-up or proceed. And because you have this no-to-did-not-finish-runner and no-i-am-not-going-to-ride-a-bus attitude, you’d need to nurse the cramps. Massage may help or jog slowly as if you are doing a soft massage on the affected area, well that worked for me!





This guy is still chaffing free!

Can you feel it in under you crotch? In your underarm or in your nips? That’s because your skin rubs your shirt or your underwear and friction is taking in place. I know it’s irritating right from the start and it suck when it’s getting worse and you’ll regret that you have worn your singlet with cool design on it. Haha!


You should’ve a put petroleum jelly right from the very start; however, if the wound is starting to smile, then, try protecting it as soon as possible, oil, lotion or petroleum jelly could still help you out but if you’re somewhere in the middle of the race and no help can be considered, then, the only way for you to do it is to sing U2’s Stuck In a Moment!





Call your friends for help! Nyaaa!



Your feet is burning like hell while running until you noticed that fluid has collected under your skin, Blame it to your shoes if you like but my, friend, you just encountered blisters. Lucky you if you never encountered that but don’t be overconfident! It could still happen due to friction causing extreme heat.


Your ever dearest petroleum jelly, lotion oil or talcum powder could help you out on this, but then again, if you’re a couple of kilometres away from the finish line, you already know what to sing… After that, once you’re done, check your socks if it’s the one guilty of the crime, then give the benefit of the doubt by looking at your pair of shoes.

DNF never existed in my braincells.. LOL!

That’s all I know for now, the natural disorders that we encounter during a run. Stuffs that I have encoutered making me want to give up a race; however,  because DNF (Did Not Finish) never existed in my braincells, I tried finishing the races that I have joined despite of all the nasty mishaps; and a great amount of force is what I have given in to it.


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It’s a Lifestyle

  First, we make our habits, then our habits make us. – Charles Noble

Nope, There no baby inside....

“Bukas Magdi-diet ako, hindi muna ako kakain… (I’ll be on diet tomorrow; I won’t eat for the mean time) Those are the words my friend utters when he found himself getting fat…  Then he will starve himself for a couple of hours within the day, only to find out that he is munching on pizza at the end of the day telling himself that he deserve a treat for dieting; and then the next day, he’ll find himself getting bigger and asking himself what he would need to do to get thin.

“I want to be a tri-athlete someday!” he said… and I was inspired by his thought so I trained myself so that I won’t be far behind when he’s already living his dream… Suddenly, I asked him to join me running one time and realized that he really never tried or haven’t started any of his plans.  I was disappointed trying to tell him that he can do it.  He said that he’s just taking it slowly and wouldn’t want to force his body. I agreed to him helplessly that day.  Time passed, and I’d never seen him do anything…

interested or determined?

So what’s my point?  I believe that fitness is not just a line segment.  It’s not a time line that will start today and end tomorrow.  It’s a never ending line that one needs maintain every time, all the time.  It’s not a stage or a season of the year because it’s summer but a lifestyle. I know we may sometimes eat a lot due to Christmas season but we should always have time to get back to ourselves and strive again for fitness.  It’s really a never ending battle.

You want to start today but don’t have the energy to do it?  Remember that there is great borderline between interest and determination.  You may say that you want to try running today and schedule it tomorrow but decline the next day because its raining cat’s and dogs and you’ll skip it until you lost the interest; however, if you are determined, you will go whatever it takes because you are determined.

I might not know what I’m saying or I’m just writing my thoughts out loud, but I do believe that at the end of the day, it’s still you who will decide.  Nobody can teaches anyone but himself.

My lunch... with rice?!


Todo na to!!!
Todo na to!!!
With so much questions to myself about my potential, I am happy that I have made my final decision… I keep on asking myself that I can do it! and my anwer is yes! I’m doing MY FIRST MARATHON this SUBIC INTERNATIAL MARATHON! Now that I have registered, It means that there is no turning back.  I have already ask my brother’s support on this and he’s all for me. Now is to time to  file a leave for work.
I’m full of energy and vision and excitement now…
I am all for it!
Thanks Orange Julius for the picture taken last ROTARUN

Four Questions… To Run or Not to Run a Marathon



Marathon, A full marathon. Forty-two Kilometers.  I always thought that running this distance is insane.  That was when I started running months ago; however, as time goes by, as my running mileage increased and as my running obsession amplified exponentially, I started dreaming of running a marathon.  At present, there are three upcoming marathons this year; and now, I am getting now insane just like what I thought of the others.  Even keep asking myself from time to time if I am really up to it…  If I really have what it takes to be a marathoner. 


Due to my restlessness, I began asking people around me concerning their marathon insights; those who have finished it and those who are aspiring to be a marathoner like me.  I have also informed my interest but I told them that my determination is still an issue.  There were people who are insisting that I should go for it, but there are others that told me that if I’m not physically and emotionally ready, they suggested that I should let it go and train for the next marathon.


I am fully aware that my verdict is still up to me. Again I’ll be asking myself; but this time, I thought of the four questions that I learned in a seminar called Unleash the Highest Potential of my Life.  Questions that I believe would able to help me decide…




Mind over Matter
Mind over Matter

Since I’ve already dreamt of running a full mary, and I need to fulfill my dreams making it a reality, my answer would definitely a YES!




I'm going to have a heart attack.. ulk!
I'm going to have a heart attack.. ulk!

Yes! I really want it.  There’s definitely no question about that.




Umm…  I could… Probably… I just don’t know yet. I’ve run 48Km before but that was months ago and that experience really taught me a lesson.    I’ve been running a couple of 21K race lately but my weekly mileage only averages 30Km/week.  Not to mentioned the workouts that I’m doing to increase my leg endurance (I believe this would actually wok).  As I said I still don’t know.



Just Praying...
Just Praying...


I could really never tell exactly, yet, I strongly believe that the actions that I’m taking is just and there’s nothing wrong with it, Then I believe that It’s God’s will.  The answer is yes.


I still have a confused decision…  It looks like I’m telling myself that my spirit is indeed willing but my flesh is weak… I am going to do it next month, or let it go and do it next year… 


I have so many questions, yet… only one answer….