Friday, January 13, 2012

Full Circle

Running a marathon is never an easy task. It took me two years to finally have the guts to do it. Back then, the mere thought of running that distance scared the shit out of me. I saw horrifying visions of me collapsing on the road, and being tended to by medics. But I knew, eventually, I have to climb my Mt. Apo sooner or later. BTW, my Everest is an Ultra-marathon. Fast forward 2012, there I was running the full marathon. But it was not easy though. All the preparation you have to do takes a lot of your time, and most of the time, you do it alone. I did not have the luxury of a regular running group, much less a buddy. But preparing alone gave me one edge, I knew that I could do it, I knew I could break through any wall that could possibly hit me without that safety net. That gave me the confidence and the perseverance. Having those two, and the strategy, I felt calm, easy during that entire distance. But as they say, not all best laid plans actually go as planned. The last 10-16 km was a struggle for me, I was constantly monitoring my body, listening to what it says, pushing it when it gives me the hint, and stop when it tells me to. But the funny thing though, I felt really easy, calm, and not panicky, or afraid during that time. Instead, I felt good, to put it simply. Running happy sure made it easy for me. At this point of my running career, hehe, I know now better when to push for it, and when to pull back. I know its pointless to beat time, because time will always be there. I know that for you to be able to take away the excruciating pain, you have to enjoy it. I know now that what's important is finishing the race, and being able to see all those faces waiting for you at the finish line, because I sure did. Now, when people do ask me why I run, I just smile because they will never understand. But really, I just don't want to miss out on what matter's in life for me. Lastly, word of caution for first time marathoners, never take for granted your preparation, otherwise you will only look foolish. And not only that, you'll also put yourself in harm's way. So, be prepared.

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Fear is my fuel.

January seems to be an eternity back then when I decided to join my first full marathon for 2012, but as December started to chime in, I am definitely scared to my wits. All the preparation I have done so far seems not enough, and the sight of seeing myself crawling on fours at the finish line is a horrifying. Do I have doubts? Certainly, but looking at the bright side, this fear of failure and self doubt is my fuel. I will not let these two get the best of me. Come January 8, I will be ready. I will see myself crossing that finish line and biting that deliciously adorned medal. This feat will be the most gratifying for me to date. Not only that, hearing my beautiful ladies cheering me on as I muster every last energy and will is a sight I am looking forward to, Sha and Ien bring your pompoms and cheer on your papa..

Friday, October 21, 2011

Fragile

How life can change in heart beat. How things can turn from bad to worst in a split second. In one fine Sunday morning, Cebu was struck with a senseless tragedy, that up to now most are still trying to rationalize what happened to the Ponce family in Talisay. I, for one, feel bad and pity for the lone survivor, the youngest, for the tragedy that has befallen her family. You might wonder why I am writing about this, its not because her mom was a runner like I am, but somehow I feel I can relate to her. Like her, we all have our own set of problems within our respective families, I am no exception. Back then, it was a trying time for us. We were so young, and don't have the understanding how the world works like adults do. I and my siblings were just lucky that our parents have friends who truly cared, and had the courage to step in, and help out. I am forever thankful to them, for without that timely intervention, I don't know where we would have been or how we would have grown up. Lastly, I am so grateful for having been blessed with parents who had the courage to listen, and the humility to accept their faults and weaknesses. God indeed works in so many ways. I pray that this tragedy will serve as a remainder and a beacon to all families experiencing the same problems.

Monday, October 3, 2011

Reasons

We all have different reasons why we run, and I definitely have mine. These reasons can vary from person to person, one can only understand these reasons once he or she starts to run. Mine? Its a long list, but it boils to one very important reason, my family. I run because I want to live life with my family, my wife, my daughter, every one i love for as long I can in this borrowed time..

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Intimacy with the city

First and foremost, don't misinterpret the title. Hehehe. Running has sure changed the way I keep myself fit, and it also opened my eyes to everything that makes our city streets alive. Things you don't get to see when you are inside your car or taking a jeepney ride to your office or home. Little things that might be disgusting, amazing, or things that will leave you shaking your head because you thought differently.
I never had the chance to see the city and her streets this way, in a very intimate way, until now.
Running early mornings sure does a lot of things to the way you see the city.
This is the very reason why I find running interesting. To keep it that way, I change my routes every now and then. In this way, I keep everything fresh, and there is no dull moment every time I hit the asphalt...til next time.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

It started in August

It all started in August, when I made a vow to loose weight by December last year, loose all 5 kilos of excess weight before the holidays hit. And I did, and it was very encouraging, hence the more I run.
The first two weeks or so, was the most difficult part of what has become a fix for me. I had to practically drag my ass off the bed, when it was darn cozy to just doze. The cold mornings often gave me all the excuses not to wake up, but I had to, I just had to. I have to show myself I can do this.
Not to mention, my body was in revolt, it never had been exposed to this type of an activity for so long a time. It was probably screaming why now?! As a result, pain was everywhere, in my joints, knees, ankles, legs, hamstrings, calves, name the body part, pain was there.
But it never stopped me, I continued running until my body finally broke into it. It has adjusted pretty well, to the point its looking for a quick fix every now and then. :D
Diri lang sa ta kutob kai lisod na. Mahutdan ta ug istorya... Until then.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Blogging... sounds like jogging...

Got to try my hand at this... Like my first week of running or jogging, call it whatever you want, this will not be easy. But with time, and practice, it will.

More to come!