running.

i braved the 32nd milo marathon on july 6 despite being a flood casualty, lacking training for almost 2 years and the looming mood disorders. i was not as excited as the first time i joined the (sissy!) 3k fun run during the UPV sportsfest 7 years ago.

my 3 year-old pair of shoes also needs some gluing. OH MY GOD.

so at 9 pm when my son was alrady fast asleep, i took time to brush the trainers and applied the ever-popular sniff drug known as "rugby". when i was done applying, i turned the rear leg of our heavy bamboo chairs into weights to make sure that the newly-glued trainers could withstand the 5k run along calle real and gen. luna.

then i had problem falling asleep. it's already 1130 pm and it seemed i had to count sheep to get my needed rest before the run tomorrow. i'll run lacking sleep but that's okay. i used to run lacking sleep and with the perfect most cute hang over and finished without any difficulty. i strongly hoped lack of training and mood disorders would just be little potholes compared to the hangover.

and then 50 meters from the starting line a fat guy stepped into my loosely tied left shoe.

i am starting to really hate these fat guys. aside from occupying too much space, they create an imbalance in food distribution and are probably the primary, if not the sole, cause of world hunger stalking many developing countries right now.

and becasue of that fat guy i'm totally DONE.

i spent a good 20 second or more fixing my shoe and tying my shoelace making sure no fat guy foot could ever take them of my gaddam skinny foot.

then i ran and ran and ran and ran and couldn't seem to find my second wind. but god (yes!) is great and i eventually got my second wind reward 15 minutes through the run. the winner of the 5k marathon had just passed me by. he was only 1k away from the finish line and i still have 4k to go.

nothing is ever harder than lack of training. believe me.

but still, i am quite satisfied by my 40minute run for the 5k since i expected i would perform worse.

my sister, on the other hand did really well, she finished without stopping for a walk or anything, except that 1.5k to finish she stepped into a wet silt from the latest typhoon/flood and slipped, gashing her left knee.

i'm really quite satisfied although i know i could have performed better and given more. i'll charge my poor performance to well, of course, my 2 year training absentee, my poor diet and lack of proper hydration above all else. the first was due to my pregnancy, although i always try to avoid this as an excuse because one female filipino who had a 5-month old son was able to reach mt. everest. the last two i blame on the typhoon because 2 weeks before the run i resorted to practically a diet of junk equivalent to maybe my 2 months consumption of junk food on ordinary and regular days. We also had to save water so we drank only as little as we could because potable water is a luxury during that post-typhoon week so there's little cleansing adn detoxifying and hydrating that i could do.

next year we'll do better. hopefully i could bring my son along for the kiddie 3k.


hopefully.