I feel really good today. Finally, I was able to squeeze in some “me” time. The air by the bay never smelled better. The golden rays of the sun (even for a while) was like a shower of blessings brought forth by the Almighty.
Such is the high of one who has been “quarantined” from running by one’s mediocre job for quite a number of pressure-filled days. So high that I have seen my favorite running place from a different point of view.
…and so being stubborn (from not having enough sleep to still running on race events and LSD-ing with Bolt) had its “fruitful” effect: almost an entire week vacancy from work, spent at the hospital. From splitting headaches, to fluctuating fever, and sudden nausea.
So, after a couple of weeks I decided to attend another 10K race event (yes, without training), which was Globe’s “Run For Home”
… and that’s when I learned two things the hard way: NEVER will I drink 100plus EVER AGAIN because it messed up my stomach …
and I won’t be running for another month or two because it was during this run I realized that I DID get hospitalized and that I needed more rest.
So, it began: a series of no-run weekends and just chilling with some of my people…
and one of the best parts: VIP tickets for Nine Inch Nails – Live in Manila with Arman and Paul! A “spellBLINDING” experience — check out the lights!
…continued hanging out with some of my best buds…
…ordered a huge-ass pizza for my officemates
and celebrated that night with the greatest of friends (pictures I have yet to post here …Mark! Upload already! )
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After more than a month-long vacation, I realized that I needed to get back on running…too much of no workout and/or exercise is gonna make me “dazed and confused” again! So, tomorrow I got into the list of attendees for the “RUNNR Academy: The Science of RUNNING” and I am just as excited as a little kid waiting for her mom to buy her candies and chocolates when they hit the mall on a sunday-family-day get-together! Woohoo! See y’all tomorrow then! I mean…err, later!
It’s been more than a week that I have slept late before the Mizuno Infinity Run 2009 when I read of Mr. Rene Peñas’ passing. The last speech he gave to a crowd of well-off people, recounting what he has done, made the attempt of any urban creature at anything noble, just seemed futile compared to what he has already achieved.
As posted in the link to the particular article I read from GMANews.TV, it states that “In 2007 he led a 1,770-kilometer protest march from Bukidnon to Manila.”
Wow.
How far can a runner go when his principles are at stake and not just a table of Personal Records to beat? Is it possible for a race event to be organized, and make the proceeds go to the farmers he has left orphaned now?
Too many questions, and yet I know: the answers trying to scream out of our souls, will just burn to the ground, turn to ashes and dust…that our feet will continue to pound on.
“Everybody’s got a vision, everybody’s got a plan…” – Diane Birch
“Walang imposible kung manindigan lamang at magkaisa.”
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