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Running: Condura 42k Marathon 2010

Posted on by dimsumandsiomai
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I saw myself running my third marathon on the Condura Marathon last February 7.  It was my second marathon with Tricia’s dad. I saw myself running to break my old personal record of 5:50. I saw myself running up the dreaded Condura hill and it was a blast. I saw myself gasping for breath.

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Even though last Sunday’s marathon was already my third, a lot of firsts still popped up and were extremely welcome. I love running on pedestrian forbidden roads and to take a stab at the the Skyway once again felt like bitter sweet revenge. The distance on the Skyway was longer this time. I have come more prepared. I have come with more training under my belt and it was all what I needed to make my revenge a success. Going up the Skyway was a breeze after an easy warm-up around Fort and along Buendia. Blazing up the Condura hill was what I enjoyed the most.

A few days before the marathon, I jokingly invited my parents to watch me finish. They have always been quite apprehensive about the idea of me running a distance longer than 10 kilometers. I was never athletic. I was never sporty. I tripped a lot when I was a kid. I was dubbed ‘lampayatot’ by my own parents; jokingly of course. The idea of their kid running a marathon never crossed their minds.

Race day came and after 30 kilometers of running, my phone rings and I answer. Tricia told me that my parents were coming to watch me finish. I felt tired. I felt sluggish. After the call, I felt fresh and strong again. All the pain and fatigue went away.

I was running with Tito Bong that day and he knew that he didn’t have enough mileage for the distance. As we went down the Skyway, cramps hit him on his right leg. We had to slow down. It was a good thing Mac was there at the Takbo.ph aid station for a much needed massage. It helped a bit and we were running and back on track again. Tito Bong’s lack of mileage haunted him again at the last 6 kilometers. It was a run and walk affair for him. He wanted me to go ahead but I didn’t want to leave him behind. He helped me finish my first marathon and now its time for me to return the favor. I slowed down when he walked. I talked to him so that he would forget his cramps.

The finish line came and I was greeted by my family. My dad, my mom, my Ate and her husband, my pamangkins were there. It was such a sight for sore eyes.

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Tito Bong was right behind me in yellow.

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Tito Bong looking strong even with cramps.

Finishing with my Pamangkins

I finished the race with my two pamangkins and they loved crossing the finish line.

We didn’t get a medal for finishing the race but it’s not always about the medal. It’s about the fact that you started and finished the marathon.

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Tito Bong and Me.

20100207-IMG_3717 Tricia and her dad.

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Running: Taking It Easy

Posted on by dimsumandsiomai
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With two weeks to go before Condura Marathon, most of the guys joining the Full are already tapering. I, on the other hand, am still trying to put in some serious mileage and serious tempo runs. I ran a close to 18 kilometers last Thursday to make up for my lack of mileage since Cebu Marathon and it felt great. The run was simple and easy; nothing too taxing on my knees.

The week ended with that run and before I knew it, it was Monday again. Even if I spent the day at home working, it was still a very busy day. The day ended with a lot of stress on my back. As the sun drew closer to the ground, it only meant that I’d be donning my running clothes again for a run. Running was my current outlet for frustration and stress lately and it has been really helpful.

I planned to tempo a 5k yesterday and the plan just turned out to be just a plan. I actually got to it really fast and I was running with a pace unheard of in my vocabulary. It all went crazy on my last loop around our subdivision. Just as I was starting my attack on my final loop, I felt a very sharp stinging pain on my knee. It felt like Sauron hammered it with his magic mace and it felt agonizingly painful; Lord of the Rings painful. It stopped me in my attack. I walked back to my house in pain. I slept and called it a day. It really wasn’t my day to start with anyway.

Tuesday came and it felt a lot better than the previous one. Work went much smoother and faster even with a little problems on the side but it never turned into something to hot to handle. Tuesday ended pretty fast and before I knew it, I was already downstairs in my car changing and getting ready to run. I wanted to make the run longer this time so I took it easy and ran at a very easy pace. I didn’t want the sharp pain on my knee to come back. I didn’t want to injure myself with just two weeks left before my revenge at the 42 kilometer distance at Condura. I ran my usual 10 kilometer route around Fort Bonifacio and Mckinley hill. It was all perfect up until I was going down Mckinley hill. The sharp Suaron blow like pain was back bothering my knee but it wasn’t as bad as Monday. I slowed down but I kept on running. Could this be because of my lack in mileage? Could this be my pact with the devil haunting me? Could this be the end of my running life?

It was a good thing that only the first question could be answered with a yes. I took it easy on my way to Bonifacio High Street. Thank the Lords that I made it in one piece. I should be tapering but I need to keep my endurance up. I can’t help but run. Please excuse me for being stubborn and hard headed.

See you in Condura!