after two weeks of ten-lap swimming as my preparation, the day of reckoning beckons. condura run at the fort. and the beneficiaries are my cetacean friends of the deep. the ultimate is 21k. i just cannot fathom the distance. so we stuck it out with 5k.
haven't had a good sleep, or didn't at all. can't tell. must be the espresso the night before.
my stomach is feeling funny. but it recovered with a hotdog sandwich.
with me are friends cum activists for the whale sharks, ivy, gala, jb and cathy.
when i saw the starting line, i already set my eyes on the prize. i will ace this. my whale shark friends will be proud of me.
when the gun broke loose, i started to set my pace. for a few minutes, i was ahead with my friends but not with everybody else. not yet. haha. after a while, i was feeling the fire. outran people with my chin up. i felt powerful, superior, them useless.
but then weakness got the better of me. i couldn't catch my breath. it felt like i was on life support, panting, breathing heavily. suddenly, i was brisk walking then walking. people now outpace me. and they do that with their chin up. there goes my inferiority complex reeling in.
then i saw the hydration pit stop. the clutter of plastic cups are everywhere. what a shame! these people are forgetting what they pledged for. you synthetic bunch of peanuts! in a fit of aghast, i muttered 'huy, basura mo' when i saw one throwing his consumed cup, like he was running on a dump site. then i zoomed and ran...hehe
pain is good that's why you have to do it. i passed by the quote and it didn't console or inspire me at all. i was so damn tired running, i might get caught by the fellow runner i could've pissed off earlier.
the feeling of a good run is better than sitting wishing you were running. yeah, right. but the road quote might've signalled i'm almost there. then i start to brisk walk and walk again. it felt good. at least it's better than sitting wishing i was running. a few minutes later ivy and gala caught me pacing like in a trance.
hopes are getting high that this will be over soon when i saw serendra. then i saw the big 'start' banner. weeeeh! i forgot to see the clock. but i surmised we did a good 20 minutes of run and walk and pace. but it surely is a run overall. by the way, jb was ahead of us, said he managed 16 minutes. and cathy was in 3k.
apparently, i was on a delirious fit in acing 5k, imagining myself breaking the finish line first with arms wide open...haha but the certificate handed to me was an achievement enough. that i survived my first run for a cause.
p.s. my other site is savethebutanding.multiply.com. it fits the bill...hehe happy!
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