Aside from the vacation stays in Baguio, there are also races outside my hometown which brings back memories of these roads.
Finishing the first half for more than 44 minutes felt like I have never ever experienced running in my life. But the final half made me feel that I have greatly conquered a piece of Mt. Makiling, finishing it at around 20 minutes.
This race also made me bid goodbye to my Reebok Trail shoes which has been my companion on my first Marathon, and my first trail run. It was also during this race that I regretted all the chances that I missed and skipped to train on those lovely routes in Baguio. What went up, did really went down!
The race was for the raising of funds for the great typhoon "Ondoy" which devastated many lives and properties exactly a year ago from the race day, Sep. 26, 2010. The short 5 kilometer distance, majority consisting of uphills did not spare my quads and calves. It was also the first time that I raced my VFF Sprint (courtesy of BarefootWear Inc.). The straight uphill with an elevation of around 45 degrees gave my lungs an explosion and deep taste of the cool breeze of Binangonan. What goes up, can still get drowned!
Skechers. As the name suggests, it is a race going up the Mt. Everest, I mean... E-Services bldg. at the Bonifacio Global City.
I joined the half-century category, which would only cover 25 floors up and 25 floors down. The first nine floors consisted of the parking ramp, and the remaining 16 levels is a swirling stairs of the building's emergency exit.
Before the race even started, the nervousness I could feel was almost the same as when I had my very first fun run (called it "Marathon" that time). I haven't had any ladder trainings beforehand, nor enough preparation for such race category. So at the starting line, all I could think of is "I don't want to get knocked unconscious, rolling down the building towards the ambulance".
Thankfully, I still managed to race through the parking ramp and the stairs up to the 22nd floor until my lungs got almost deflated. My legs are burning, and so heavy as I reached the final step of the 25th floor. Going down wasn't easy either. My head was already spinning and I'm already seeing stars as I start to decent. The first four flights of stairs was like a roller coaster ride that I almost feel like puking. All these unease and lung-leg torture tandem happened in just a span of 0:13:11.77 (13 mins. 11.77 secs.). Sometimes, the route going up, might not be as easy as going down!
rocking challenge at the scenic and historical island of Corregidor last December 19, 2010. It listed as the 2nd most expensive race I have joined for 2010 (next to my TBR Dream Marathon), but at the same time, it was also one of the most memorable race of-a-lifetime.
Like my usual races, my mind was set to finish the race with the best shot that I could give as much as possible. I was even positioned in front of the starting line while the Elite ones are on our back (bad lining-up I know). But just a few meters after the gun-start, I just settled to taking the run as a not-so-serious, picture-race mode.
This race then turned-out not as a vengeance, nor a surrender, but as an indulgence to the nature's beauty, a taste of history, and a good camaraderie. But still, unforgiving as it is, the trails, terrains, the seemingly unending uphill on the 10th kilometer and the killer hill on the 18th kilometer did not fail to challenge my will and strength. It was a "run-in-the-park" finishing at 2:23:09 (2 hrs. 23 mins. & 9 secs.). Laugh at the hardships, and enjoy the comforts, that's how you will learn to conquer the rock of your own life.