It  was a ten hour drive from here to Ilocos Norte;  a nice easy drive with most of the tunes coming from the 70s – which felt right for the rainy weather. We arrived there just a few minutes short of midnight. We woke up early the next day, ate crispy dinuguan, empanada, poque-poque and blue-berry cheese cake. Nah, the cake tasted the same up there – it just felt “good” at the moment.         Yummy! There were also a lot of light moments before the actual event; after-all what would life be without it ?     Then came “D-day” …. I sure as hell wasn’t prepared for it – but since I’ve already registered ….     This is the first time I have covered 70K – yup, I got more than what I’ve paid for : a bonus if you must. PAU races are I guess just  that – scenic and filled with surprises Running that distance without training is stupid – I was thinking that if I had difficulty finishing  70k ( I was 4th to the last) , then how the hell am I supposed to finish Bataan 102? I really need better time management between my training and being a corporate IT slave. Thanks again to my support crew and team Bald Runner  who consistently encouraged me to finish the race even when I was already dead set on giving up.   Bangui Windmills – a class of its own .. Since “70” is the word for the day, here is a song from that decade which we kept playing on the car radio while driving up North.      ...