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The 26th of February 2012 was my last day in Philippines before I go for a two month business trip to Germany. My last race had been the Condura Skyway Marathon some three weeks back. Since then I had been letting my muscles and joints heal before I start any new program. Injuries taught me to be patient with my aging body. Also I wasn’t sure which program I should do because I know I need sufficient time to heal, taper and then ramp up for any training. Depending on the race I plan to run, the process would be longer or shorter. Looking at the race calendar, there wasn’t much on offer after end of April. There was only the tentative June date for the EPIC relay and then further on in July and August for the MILO and RUNRIO events.
There is always a first time for everything. From the first time we walk, to the first time we go to school. There is the first time we take a plane and there is the first time we take an exam. At some point I was going to have a first time in running a marathon. That first time like all other first times in all other things had to happen. It comes with the territory. The insatiable human appetite to go beyond comfort zones. To explore how it feels like to do this or that. The human being is by design a social animal. From attending parties and family gatherings, to rallies, and yes races. Just so as to belong. So for the first time, I will be in a social setting. Only this time it is a skyway marathon race!
This was a race I was anticipating with all my heart for various and mostly sentimental reasons. The story starts sometime in September of 2010. I had just completed my first half marathon at the inaugural REXONA run returning a decent 1:39hr time. Team Powerpuff boys had earlier been formed and they were in need of new recruits to help them fill the 25 required slots for the upcoming October fest run. A yearly race that has a category for team competition. Coach Ronnel, a good friend of mine and colleague at work invited me to join. I was more than elated to say the least. I like having purpose in anything I do. It is my way of remaining sane in this fast paced world. So competing once in a while makes sense to me, and when such opportunities present themselves I enjoy taking them. I know at my age, my biological limitations are all too glaring, but that doesn’t stop me from enjoying a good race. Being first or last is neither here nor there for me, but the fact that I gave my best enriches me a lot.
During my trainings I chanced upon an article that was talking about race times and how they are predicted. Of course I had come across many sites that offered tools for predicting race times. Having played around with them, they would predict such and such a time for my runs when I input data. Reading the science behind those predictions made me want to try it in actuality. I figured that since I am a good sample in the general population ( I tend to fall in the middle of the bell curve), the predicted times should work for me if I follow correctly the training programs on offer. Back in May when I was still recovering from my knee injury, I tried a 2 month 10K training program using smart-coach tool (a tool I found in runners world website).
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When I did my RunUnited1 5K race back in March, clocking 21:50min, it was after coming back from an ITB injury that had sidelined me for five months. Prior to that I had a very forgettable Condura 10K race in February that still reminded me that my ITB was still there. In the Condura race, I “crawled” the last two or so kilometers as the pain on my right knee was unbearable. A decent 57 min finish to boot could still not appease me. I had no endurance training as most of my trainings either involved the elliptical trainer or swimming.
I work as a software developer in a local IT company and we’re currently undergoing UAT (User Acceptance Testing) for a software that we created for one of our company’s clients. Yesterday, after completing my shift, I hurriedly left the office and fetched my girlfriend somewhere in Ortigas and we went to a bakeshop in UP Diliman afterwards. The traffic was horrendous and the streets were peppered with unscrupulous drivers zigzagging left and right as if they own the streets. In short I had a long day and when I got back to my apartment and laid down on my bed I quickly fell asleep and had a dream about the future of the Philippine running scene.