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.

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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.

DIFFICULT, BUT DEFINITELY ATTAINABLE.

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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.
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Endure-Blackberry Aquathlon – A FUN EVENT

“Fun is better than winning.” – Oaqui

 

The Ad

After our grisly quest to Km 160 and 102, Earl (The Running Gramps) and Allan AKA j3j3RNR thought of joining a fun event; the Blackberry-Endure Aquathlon. The three of us settled on the CURVE Category (400m swim, 3K run) than doing BOLD (600m swim, 5K run) so as not to jive with the more serious Multi-sport athletes (I dreamt of going podium as well – dream on!) not realizing there are some competitive athletes as well on our category.

 

 

I honestly believe that something is wrong with my foot work.

 

Although this will be just a fun event, it doesn’t mean that there will be no competition going on among us. Earl kept on bullying me telling me to prepare on my alibis if I lost on our mini-match, Allan remain silent though and laughing on our trash-talks, he claimed that he didn’t really prepare for it (or maybe he was just trying to be the black horse).

 

Transition

The race began with me leading of course, haha, yet I noticed that kids who were parts of our wave were the ones who are outswimming us! What the h***! These kids were throwing us waters right into our mouth! What a shame!

As what my shirt says, Di masyadong mabilis...

After a couple of minutes I moved to transition and ran!  I keep on grasping for air; oh maybe I need more practice.  One young runner overtook me and I never managed to overtake any runners, I was even tempted to walk on some hilly part of the race but I tried not to just to save my ass from humiliation.  The only bragging rights I  can tell is maybe the fact that Earl didn’t out swim or outrun me and so did Allan, good think it was just 3K, haha! (COWARD!)

Don't you think they support me all the way? Thanks Rico for the "Bragging Rights Mug"

Anyway, I know I can’t have best of both worlds, I need to train more on this aspect as this was definitely not my cup of tea yet but I might be willing to try it over again.  We had fun!  Thanks Team Endure for giving us stuff like this.

All the way support from Cherry, Yan and Marky

Keep on coming!

 

 

Photos courtesy of Raisa Tan, Glo Arbatin, KB Runner and Cherry Bautista

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.

Pacers:

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

Year 2

Going and going…

Looking forward for more! (photo from Sheryll Q.)

Today is my 2nd anniversary of my running passion. it all started in Drew Arellano’s Happy Run where I ran bandit! I didn’t look back after that and continue with the thing I started to love. I had my first and second marathon before my 1st year ends and on the 2nd phase, I unfold new stories and beat myself over and over again! Haha!

Highlights

Condura Marathon – I hit my first sub 5 on a marathon at 4:58. You’ll never see my name though because it was under a name of a dear friend who inspired me to beat her! Unfortunately, she was just too good for me.

 

Bataan Death March – My first ultramarathon. A 100k’er. Who would ever thought I could finish?

TNF50 – A month after BDM I joined a trail ultramarahon but decided to run just half of TNF’s cocktail. Thanks Ellen for pulling my leg to join. This is indeed the hardest race I’ve joined to date. PAU Races Baldrunner’s ultra race in different province is breath-taking. Unexpected terrain but I could say awesome!

Marathon, marathon, marathon! Oh boy I joined 3 more marathons! Milo, CamSur and QCIM. PR to beat now is 4:51.

Multisport- I dread water! I dread biking, but for the love of the game, I tried and was able to improve myself! Ateneo Aquathlon, AAA Cup and NAGT Super-Mini Tri.

PR’s – I hit my 10k at 52 mins now. I haven’t tried sole 5k but I dd a pretty much good split at 24.

Podium Finish

Fat Ass Run totally came to me by surprise. Fat Ass King is the tittle I may have to carry for all year round!

Yeah I’m good ain’t I? On the other hand, there were a lot of people behind my success… Takbo.ph friends, Team CB, my family and of course, God! Who and Where is the fat-assed argonaut without them… Oh well, i am Looking forward again for the phase 3 of my running passion! Wherever life is taking me this time, i’m sure it will be another story to tell. Until then…

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…

Sheerwill Duo (Robinson’s 3rd Fit & Fun Wellness Buddy Run)

If it’s not fun, you’re not doing it right.
 

Believe me, were having fun! LOL! Photo by Lemuel
 

A year ago, I was infamous for ditching out an unknown partner in this event; and up to this time, I don’t know who the guys is because I just met him in the takbo.ph website looking for a partner the day before the event. Unfortunately, I was not able to wake up and the whole thing of joining this event was a failure. I was branded by Luis Archangel aka GBM that day to be the Infamous RUNNER Y.

I want to do it right this time so I invited Joyce to be my buddy for 10K. I was a bit teasing her at first that were going to nail sub 55, but eventually we agreed on sub 65 to at least enjoy the race and not pushing ourselves too much. Both of us were indeed excited on the event as we were updating each other on the race.

 

Joyce and I ran on our not so effort pace as she had mentioned that she haven’t been running much and I am still on recovery on my last marathon a week ago. We were exchanging stories and I, telling her what happened on the last marathon. I told her that I should have done better and should have beaten her 4:51: XX time last Condura Marathon but I was not able to do so. Kilometer had past and we have noticed that we will be just on time for the Sub 60 until we got confused on our last turn that took us probably less than a minute to realize the correct route that the finish line for the 10K runners should be the longer route. We finished approximately a minute after 60.  

Joyce and I with the Sheerwill himself Rico V. (photo by Carlo Serrano)
 
 This may not be one of my bet performances on a race day but it was not at all bad either, in fact, I enjoyed every kilometer of the race with my buddy. Definitely that I will have to repeat it next year!  

 

To the finish line!

   

  

Perdition of Dream (My Milo Story)

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

Prince: I LOVE MARATHON!!!

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…

Weekend Fun (Kerygma and Nature Valley Run)

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
Saturday: Kerygma Run

 Distance: 3Km 

Time: 13:10 (unofficial

What Happened? 

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… 

  

Self Proclaim Team CB: Hindi Masyadong Mabilis, Pero Cute...
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Runrio's 2nd Leg
 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

Finisher's Insignia.

Sunday: Nature valley Run 

 Distance: 21 Km 

Time: 2:21:11

What Happened

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! 

 
Takbo.ph classic picture with the BaldRunner

Until next time… =) 

Acknowledgments to Carlo Serrano, Junrox the Tigerboy, Aaron Anievas and Lorie Padua for the pictures 

 

  

 

 

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.

CLOSE BUT NOT QUITE (RotaRun 21K)

For the PR!!!

The Rotarun Medal
The Rotarun Medal

3, 2, 1! That’s what I’ve heard and everyone begun running.  I was in fact looking for the takbo.ph friends that I could actually paced with.  First I was with Ellen and Timmy then moved forward for Carina and the Barrios and eventually decided to go with Gab and DocT.  Ellen and Timmy caught up eventually together with MarkH and Ferdie.  I am not sure how many we were in the group but I could say that we were definitely a flock of Takbo.ph Runners soaring in McKinley (not the highest mountain in America).

During the race, I had this frustrating side-stitch again but I decided to take no notice of.  I just don’t consider to be left behind with the group for the reason that pacing with them was actually the best idea.  After catching up to Carlo (Hydraice) the group eventually dispersed.  I moved onward together with Mark but he is unsurprisingly fast, so I let him advanced and decided to run by myself.

My Bib
My Bib

 

  Since Carlo is pacing himself at 6ish/km, I am safe and I’m just at the right spot for another PR. 

 

Hush! There were really times that I ran slowly when I get dead beat and burst for speed when I suddenly feel that I have again the energy to run fast (not sure if this is a clever idea though).  Then came Gab (DirtySanchez) from behind and suddenly winked at me when he was about to pass me making me think he’s saying the phrase “SORRY BUD, BUT YOU’RE NOT MOVING”. Darn, it was a dejavu!

 

Still a victory for me!
Still a victory for me!

I have to let it go, acknowledge it and be happy with my own pursuit; at least I can see him all through out the race.  LOL! Hush! I am again feeling another pain.  The chaffing!  It’s getting more painful as I run eventually run-walked at 1:30ish.  Ellen would absolutely frown if she saw me like this…Joyful thought just came into me once again when I saw the 15K runners.  It was Raymund and Ogie that I saw first then Lauren and Julie who were pacing each other.    Last guy I saw was Gerard (Supacow) then Jay (Prometheus Comet) who has just finished the race informing us that it was a couple of kilometers short. 

 

I completed the race at 1:58 in my clock.  Surprisingly it was 3.3 Km short. I was pleased by the thought that my pace improved by a couple of seconds though and it was still a remarkable race for me!  Kudos to the organizers and of course to takbo.ph that was part of it. 

 

Time to train again for another 21K… or probably a full mary…

ME AND MY TRAINING WHEELS (Ecodash 21K)

A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty. – Sir Winston Churchill

 

takbo.ph class pic courtesy of Carlo
takbo.ph class pic courtesy of Carlo

 

After the Milo Elimination in Manila, I’ve been craving to beat again the 2:30 barrier.  It was like a bench mark that for me that a good 21K should be below that time.  No one set it up but I set it up for myself to really test my skills.

Globe Run, 2:30:55.  It was not a strong finish due to the cramps I got after the race.

Milo Eliminations San Pablo, 2:32ish.  I saw the timer stopped right before my eyes after 2:31:30; after all the pushing that I have done just to get there on time. 

Here comes Ecodash.  Seriously, I am planning to just have another personal record (PR) in ROTARUN that will be held a week after; I have already sought Ferdie’s aid to back me up in this race.  I have informed him that we will be pacing each other together so as to at least finish the race by 2:27 to 2:30.  Then Ellen informed me that Bongz and Carina will go bandit in the race and will pace me if I want to. Without hesitation I said yes.  I bet I really need that.  I need motivation and someone to push me all throughout. 

THE RACE

I’ve never really tried doing a straight run at races; I have a lot of walk breaks particularly when I am already feeling something odd in my body.  Side stitches, and leg fatigue, I am fond of nursing them that leads in a finish that I really don’t want.  During the race, we were really going steady.  I’ve been bursting speed for a couple of times and Ellen and Bongz were there to jog my memory that I should not go fast and keep it steady.   I keep on talking a lot of times and chattered about this movie “KIMMY DORA”. As a result, I experienced side-stitches due to improper breathing.  I could have walked that time because it’s really freakin’ hurting me, but Ellen said that I shouldn’t give it up and just slow down.  5Km, 4Km, 3Km left and were checking the time closely to see if were really right on time.  2Km, I started to feel the fatigue feeling that I have already hit my wall.  I keep on saying “Oh God, Oh God!” that made Bongz laugh.  Last Kilometre and I can sense that we’re really roughly there.  I checked my watch again and noticed that we will be beating the time that we wished for by five minutes.  Sam joined us in that latter part and kept telling not far enough.  I pushed up to the last 200 meters and finished strongly at 2:22:XX. 

PR Peeps! Sam- 2:04, Vicky- 2:05, Luis (10K)- 50:15 and Me at 2:22
PR Peeps! Sam- 2:04, Vicky- 2:05, Luis (10K)- 50:15 and Me at 2:22

I was drained yet overjoyed at that moment.  I really never thought that I can do it.  It was such an accomplishment for me of course.  Now I marvel if I can beat my time next week… Hopefully, I could.    

 

Post Race Picture
Post Race Picture
Thanks, Carlo for the Pictures. Bongz, Ellen, Ferdie and Carina for the company.