I lost my running momentum at the onset of the two typhoons that ravaged our country. Our house and the car were not even spared.We were inundated waist deep. With or without training,I would join the Quezon City International Marathon.
Got no preparations at all. But I''ve been running strings of 10ks and 21km for almost a year. Worried? NO.
I was one of the earliest 42k runners who arrived at the starting line.I was elated when I saw Dr. Jun Kagaoan. He was my trusty running buddy during the milo marathon.While we wait for the gun to start and do the stretching exercise we,exchanged stories about our training and what we've been through after the Milo Marathon. This guy has improved a lot. He now carries an air of confidence common to a finisher. He even lose weight too.
As expected,the gun fired on time, I started slowly and plodded in comfortable pace. I have no intentions of beating my MILO 42k PR. My goal is to finish this race for 6 hours or more.
Kenyans running were a sight. They really have a great advantage over us because of thier physique:long-legged and narrow shoulders. They are genetically streamlined human beings, tailored-fit for running. I was still at the commonwealth exiting batasan hill when I saw a pack of Kenyans with their furious haste going back to the finish line.
At La Mesa Dam, I was with Doc Roy and we run the rest of the distance together. But the most ironic thing is that the place did not offer any water station. I was expecting there must be one or two but to my dismay there was none. I think it understandble.Litters and plastics are not allowed anyway in this area as this dam supplies potable water for the big part of the metro.
When we got out of Lamesa Dam Area, we already belong to the last 10 runners on the street.The good thing about being at the last group of runners is the privilege of being escorted by the marshalls,traffic enforcer and official pacers who consantly encouraged you to finish the race. At KM 30, I almost gave up and do a DNF but the thought of "my supporters" still throw their support in me despite of being slow made me to just go on.
When we got out of Lamesa Dam Area, we already belong to the last 10 runners on the street.The good thing about being at the last group of runners is the privilege of being escorted by the marshalls,traffic enforcer and official pacers who consantly encouraged you to finish the race. At KM 30, I almost gave up and do a DNF but the thought of "my supporters" still throw their support in me despite of being slow made me to just go on.
So in the end, I finally did it. Together with Doc Roy, we ran the last few meters with gusto until we got our Finisher's medal. 
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