2013 in a nutshell

My 2013 was a blast. It was a fancy roller coaster ride full of ups and downs with some eye popping screams in the middle :)) But seriously, it contains a lot of new experience which I think had made an impact in my life. A lot of smiles, disappointments, happiness, gastos, friendships and relationships had painted the year which I survived.

To summarize:

- I chose to focus on trail running this year. I discovered a lot of new playgrounds, learned a lot of life lessons and became a better trail ultra runner for 2013. Bataan, Rizal, Balagbagan, Lonely Dead Tree, Andolor, etc. O, did I mention 60% of the time I ran them during a freaking storm? :))

- Travel was also good this year. I was able to go and run in Batanes, Antique, Siquijor and Negros. Beautiful places which offer new challenges. Thanks to sports tourism, I was able to enjoy both travelling and running at the same time

- New buddies and teams. MGM (guess what it means) which shares the same wavelength as me in terms of hobbies and philosophies.

- Destroyed my 2 DNF's last 2012. I demolished the demons that haunted me for the year in BDM 160 and CM 50. I was back with a vengeance

- Relationship was ok at the beginning of the year but I lost it. No regrets, I just used that extra time to be a better person and shifted my focus in training

- GASTOS is up this year due to multiple reasons. But again I won't regret it as it is for an achievement in this lifetime

- Earned 3 grandslams this year: BDM, TD and PAU. It was a very crazy idea that I won't be repeating ever again!

- Updated my PR in all the distances (5K, 10K, 21K, 42K, 50K, 100K, 160K). Plus I finished my first 100-miler trail ultra! :D

- Injured for the nth time. Tigas kasi ng ulo...

- Discovered a lot of about breaking your limits and succeeding your inner demons. It is epic and you'll never know how it feels until you reach that point

It is a very short list. Next year, I'm shifting on a different focus and insanity. I will continue mastering the trails and make my 2014 the year of the insane trail running. I will also be making some major decisions soon which will further define the year 2014.

I'll stop thinking about it for now. In the meantime, I'll just sit back and relax as the new year passes by.

Thank you to the people who made my 2013 a very significant and unforgettable year in my life.

Cheers to 2014! :D

1st West Coast 200 Single Stage Race

Last year I finished the multi-stage and vowed NOT to do the single-stage. Guess what, I ate again my words! I did it for 3 major reasons:

1. I love the freaking buckle - the big round buckle with the golden paniki is enough reason for you to think twice about not doing the event. I've touched it and for some reason, I can't get my mind off of it because of the fine details included in the design. 

2. 2nd (or 3rd) leg of 2013 PAU grandslam awards - insane event. Yes, you have to do 200 kms after subjecting yourself in a gruesome 100-miler 20 days before. You want that award then get your ass off and run from Subic to Alaminos, Pangasinan

3. Cut-off - 48 hours. That's very lax compared to the 100-miler cut-off I did this year. It's very lax assuming you won't get injured in the middle of the race. You need to do it before the RD decides to trim it down in the next edition :D

Preparation

I only had roughly 20 days to prepare for this race coming from a 100-miler in Antique. I didn't do any hardcore training in between since I can still feel the effect of the previous race. I did a couple of cross-training, trail runs and one race (DBB challenge) to keep myself in shape. I know I won't be 100% come race day so I have to be very careful not to injure myself nor over-train as it can result to a disaster during the actual race.

For my support, I had Harry, May and Nikki join my crew. I did most of the briefing online, sending them my gameplan over google docs (thank you technology) and requesting a couple of key items that I will use on race day. 

For my nutrition, I still choose solid foods, softdrinks and buko juice as they worked for me during the Antique event. Though I have to switch brand for my recovery drink since I can't find Fluid at the shops near our place and replace it with Recoverite (strawberry and citrus). I really don't like the taste but I need it to hasten my recovery during the race. Oh, the usual stuff as well like GU and Chomps for fuel just in-case I need it.

Also I used a new set of compression shorts as I don't want my #($*#%$ chaffing experience in the Antique 100-miler last month. Bought it on sale in ROX though I never broke them in. I'm going to take that risk but I know it should be better compared to my previous shorts.

By the way, did I mention that this is the first time that I experienced two successive sunsets during one race? ))

Prologue

We planned to leave Manila at around 6 pm. But due to unforeseen circumstances, we left at around 8 pm after a quick dinner in a japanese resto near the MRT. I had a room booked in one of the hotels in Subic (with a pageant title holder at the front desk) so we can have enough time to rest before the race. This is better compared to last year where we didn't have any room and forced to sleep with the mosquitoes outside the starting line :)) Had a quick check on the equipment before I took some shuteyes.

We woke up at around 330 am. I saw a lot of familiar faces at the lobby while waiting for the rest of the crew to get ready. You can sense an aura of anxiety thru the smile of everyone (kabado lahat!). Of course, we didn't miss the chance to take a picture with the lovely hotel receptionist (where totoy was also PR).

At the starting line, I found out that there were more than 30 runners who will do the single stage race. I even had a chance to touch the beautiful buckle again and even showed it to the multi-stage participants hoping that they will upgrade to one long journey! (alas i was unlucky). At exactly 4:45 am we gathered already inside the Remy Field for the race briefing and immediately the countdown followed after. 5:00 marked the start of our long journey to Lucap, Pangasinan!

Km 00-50

The route basically followed the one we did last year. Same route different challenge. After doing 2 rounds at the oval, we began our run towards the gate of Subic. I chose to take a slower pace this time as I need to conserve as much energy as I can for the rest of the race. But during the cold morning, I took the chance of covering some of the distance before the hot sun appears at the sky.

I took my first break at km 10 with gatorade plus puto from the crew. I was still maintaining a good pace up to km 30 (San Marcelino) where I caught up with Simon who was also conserving. I noticed the temperature was rising already and the heat is becoming quite unbearable. I stopped over km 30 and had water poured over my head to cool down before running again to the next stop-over

At km 40, the sun was already up and beating us with its heat. I started to slow down and did some brisk walking to prevent from overheating. I ate some bananas and mogu-mogu which became my life saver (i love the flavor and the chewy nata). At this point, I think I was near Robert Watson already and Bobby Go already overtook me. Still I remained focus and continue the thought of having lunch at km 50 already :))

I reached km 50 around 11 am in the morning which is pretty much ahead of my 6:30 hours target time. Here I sat down to rest and eat lunch. I checked my condition, legs are still ok but I'm starting to get tired. I have 150 km to go so I have to recover by munching down the food and making sure I'm still hydrated.

Km 50-100

I left km 50 at around 11:30 am. I was brisk walking towards the town of Cabangan while looking for some runners who I can chat with during the race. I reached a couple of them in a carinderia where I asked for some hot soup to calm my stomach and neutralize the acid build-up (plus a short break to chat with my fellow runners).

After the carinderia, we all left and tried to do a short jog. Then disaster came: my left leg was already cramping! Damn, it was too early! I really have to slow down and asked my crew to prepare some oral salts and give me some chips to replace the sodium in my body. I even asked another crew to massage my legs but still it's taking me some time to recover :(

I was losing a lot of time already. Everytime I tried to run, the cramps attacked. I was thinking of giving up already but I told myself I still have time and I can recover. That gave me hope plus I promised Alain (who reached me at km 65)  that we can finish this race. I powered walk towards the town of Botolan where I again met Robert who apparently took a break before reaching the bridge. Rain was also falling that time which at least gave us a cooler weather. At around 4 pm, I reached the checkpoint in Botolan where I took a break to recover.

As I was resting, BR asked for my condition. I mentioned that I was still conserving my energy and recovering from the pesky cramps. The rain was getting stronger here so I have to get up quickly and chase my target time at km 80. I changed my clothes here and tried to pace with the Marupok boys and Tin Ferrera.

Damn cramps were still bugging me at this point. Then I remembered that Tin has coach Salazar as support. So at km 75, I asked him to massage my legs so I can recover. It took me 15 minutes and some silent screams when I he massaged my leg (I even cramped again during the session). But I'm glad he did that because I slowly felt that I can recover.

I thought I will have no more problems during the race. Boy I was wrong. After reaching km 80, I vomited. I literally emptied my tummy! Again, quitting was looming over my head but I can't fail my crew. I made it this far to surrender. With that in mind, I checked my condition. My body didn't cramp and I'm not weakened with the incident. So I asked for some water and food then I continued the journey. It was already dark so I asked for my headlamp.

It was so dark at this point of the race. But I was not complaining: last year, this section was scorching hot plus the hilly portion going to Masinloc. I was able to catch up with Reylynne and told her to pace up with me so she'll be safe through the night. I was tired and hungry but I need to recover. I asked the crew to prepare some hot noodles so I can counter the acid build up in my stomach. It was hard to find a store during that time but thank God they were able to get some.

I reached the midpoint (km 100) at around 10:00 pm. After checking-in, I asked the crew that I will sleep for 30 minutes after I eat my dinner. May was already force feeding me because I lost my appetite already. I was still hopeful and I know I can finish within my target time...

Km 101-150

I had a very shallow sleep. Hardly because of the anxiety and endorphine in my body. I was getting distracted by the people passing by plus the mosquitoes kept on biting me. But I tried to rest because I need the energy to last for 100 more km!

At around 10:30 pm, I wore my socks and shoes again then asked for some hot coffee. I took my painkiller (I'm desperate already) before I took off and continue the race. I know this part of the race would be a long dark hilly road minus the burning sun where I almost quit due to dehydration :))

I can't run. The painkillers were in place but I'm still brisk walking. Plus I felt blisters forming under my foot. I took the chance and brisked-walk. I even reminded my crew about the critical junction in Masinloc where they need to turn right at the INC chapel when they reach the junction. I was banking in on my hope to survive the night and still reach the next checkpoint with enough strength to finish the race.

The night was long and quiet. As I pass the town of Candeleria, it was so dark and quiet. I know some of my crews were already sleeping as they too were tired at this point of the race. I can't drink soda too because I was still recovering from the acid reflux earlier. No coffee either so the result: I was a walking zombie.

Up to now, I still can't believe how I survived the boredom of that night. Probably because Harry was adamant at forcing me to continue running/walking so we can arrive earlier in Sta. Cruz. But at this rate, I know the sun will be up before we reach the town.

Around km 130, I was able to catch up with Bong and Marupok support. At last, some company! I found out that they too tried to sleep and recover. They were also aiming to arrive in Infanta before the sun rises again. Take note, the sky was full of stars during the night. This is bad news for us :(

I reached the town of Sta. Cruz(km 134) at around 6 am. I took a banyo break (literally knocking at the houses) to relieve myself. I continued walking towards the Zambales-Pangasinan border before my crew called me to rest and have some hot mami in one of the eateries along that road. The noodle was a good treat as I was getting bored with the food since I choked up. I was able to recover so I tried to run towards the checkpoint in Infanta. By the way, at this point the sun was shining again with a blue cloudless sky!

I reached the checkpoint at around 8 am. I was supposed to sleep here but it was already hot so I asked for some food and changed my clothes. It was getting hotter so I left the townhall and started making my way towards Dasol.

($)$(%#%%#$ HOT!!! SO #(#)(#%#$ HOT!!! sorry for the profane words but that's how I can describe the weather during that time. I was literally getting baked under the sun. I have to buy some ice water and ice candy along the way to rub at my nape and neck just to cool down. Damn I thought I was dying during that time (they soaked me with water but after 2 minutes, I'm all dried up).

I reached km 150 at around 11 am which means I would miss my target time in 160 of 30:00 hours :(

Km 151-200

As I continue to battle the scorching heat of the sun, I have to find my way to keep my core temperature down. Water from deepwells, softdrinks, ice candy and ice bags along the way helped me. It's also no use to run here as it will hasten my dehydration. Talk about doing a literal deathmarch!

Upon reaching the town proper of Dasol (km 162), I asked the crew to prepare me some quick lunch already. I tried to run the downhills and uphills when the heat started to subside but unfortunately I have to stop again at a store because my crew was missing! They missed a turn and overtook me so I have no choice but to take a short break at the store. They apologized when the reached me though I told them that I really wanted to have some lunch.

Remember the uphills that I was running all the way last year on the way to Mabini? I saw their full glory this time! It was a big ladder of punishing uphills which made me wonder how I was able to dash thru them. At this point, clouds were already forming and cooling the weather as expected. Though i was worried if it rains because my blisters were already big and my butt has a big chaffing at its cheeks :(( I still have no choice so I continued towards the town of Mabini.

I had lunch at the junction with the most delicious giniling and soup in the whole wide universe! (of course i'm exaggerating because i was tired already). I realized that I only have less than 30 km left towards the finish line plus the route at this point would all be downhill. I decided to change my shoes already though I felt pain at the side of my feet because they were already inflamed and my shoes' toebox were narrow. I have to live throughout the pain and change my socks just to keep the pain at bay.

I was able to run towards the town proper of Mabini (plus there was a double rainbow along the way) as darkness begins to creep in again. This is the 2nd time I witnessed sunset during this race so I believe I can be considered as hardcore :)) Before the ascend from Mabini, I took a stop-over with the Marupok boys and chatted with TLC. He even gave me a stick of barbecue which I gladly accepted plus a bar of snickers for good luck. I know we still have at least 18 km left in this race and I appreciate the small talks before we cover the remaining distance.

On the way to Alaminos, we climbed a short hill then ran a long downhill with incoming traffic. Blisters were already big and starts to annoy me when I walked. I convinced myself that I will be walking the rest of the race because of the annoying pain on each foot.

That changed when out of nowhere a screaming TLC appeared on my back. He told me that there is another runner who was chasing us from behind. I cursed him for being so competitive even if I was running on race pace! It was a miracle on how I was able to sustain a pace until the town center of Alaminos. I was catching my breathe when I caught up with the Marupok support vehicle. I asked for a banana and some water before heading on my last 6k towards the finish line.

Like a man possessed, I ran in my race pace. Damn it was good. The pain was gone and I can feel the sea breeze passing by my face. I felt strength from out of nowhere and asked my crew to stop for one last time so I can refill my water bottle and had a munch of food before I asked them to proceed to the finish line. I felt so strong as I was counting down the remaining distance.

On my last 2 kms, I looked again at the sky. I closed my eyes and prayed to God. I thanked Him for the adventure of a lifetime, the protection He gave me and for the hope that He put in my heart. I raced my last few meters and at around 8:30 pm, I was able to complete the longest race in my running career to date! I finally conquered West Coast 200 single stage ultramarathon!

Thank you to my crew: Harry, Nikki and ate May for sharing your time and patience with me all throughout the race. Thank you to the Marupok support crews: Ate Juvy, Kuya Jay, Mama Arnelli and Ate Shawie for the help during the race. Thank you sir Jovie and Mam Rowena for the challenge and pushing us beyond our limits. It helped us discover a lot about ourselves and gave us a ton of life lessons.

Congrats to my batchmates who finished the race! And that concludes my 3rd leg for the PAU grandslam award this year. One more crazy leg to complete it!

"Maintain focused on your goal. A lot of distractions and disappointments will head your way but as long as you keep your goal in sight, nothing should prevent you from obtaining it. Pain will always be part of your victory and let those scars tell the most awesome story you have in this lifetime..."

(the following day we did some island hopping but that would be another story :D)

Some pictures during the race:

All photos are owned by their respective photographers. 

Bawawaw! Antique 100-miler Run!

HARD! It was a different breed of monster. It's not even 100-miles, it's 165 km (~103 miles). It was different from BDM 160, TD 160 and the rest of the other 100-milers here in the Philippines. And I damn finished it barely 28 minutes before the cut-off. Talk about challenge, right?

How the hell did I do it? I'll try to put my experience in this blog so that runners who wish to join the event in the future can have an idea on what is in-store for them. Plus, it will help me remember the priceless experience to gain the #bawawaw  bakol :))



PRELUDE

As early as the Siquijor ultra last March, Sir Jovie mentioned that there will be the 1st ever PAU grandslam event later this year. It includes BDM 160, TD 100-miler, WC 200 Single Stage and a surprise 100-miler that he will reveal after he ran some part of the course. The only clue I got was the finish line will be in a famous tourist spot in the country. So I made a few guesses: Samal Island, Boracay and Bohol. I even included Malate because it's the diver's fave tourist spot in Manila :))

Around April 2013, BR confirmed the venue for the mystery 100-miler; it will be done in the province of Antique with the finish line at Caticlan, Malay, Aklan (gateway to Boracay!). I was so excited because this means after the race we would party at the island of Boracay (though I'm not sure if we can still walk by that time). With that in mind, I already decided to be part of the maiden edition of this event :))

Preparations

Training started by June 2013. I switched my training to doing trails instead of roads as part of an experiment (to the mountains series). I still do run the pavements but only for speed and recovery sessions. I want to develop my other leg muscles and the different terrains offered by trail seems to be the right option. I cut down my speed training as well and focused on endurance which will be a big factor for the race. Oh I also had a chance to do crossfit as my cross-training recipe.

I also asked Harry to be my lone support crew for this race. Even if it is not mandatory, I knew that it will be a bit bearable for me if I have at least a support crew. I also want to thank Ryan and Boogie who helped us find the support vehicle as well as Mang Bayani and Intsik for driving the galloper during raceday.

Nutrition? I bought all the necessary supplies in Antique including bananas, lanzones (which I never tasted during the race), chips, bread, water, softdrink, eggs and gatorade. I also bought a big ice box since I anticipated it would be hot during race day and we would need lots of ice. I got some kamote too (yellow ones) but unfortunately we were not able to cook it :( I also had gels and Fluid recovery drink which I consumed at km 50 and 100 to help my muscle recover during the race.

Gears? Hmmm, I used my red pure cadence 1.0 from brooks, tppb singlet, drymax trail socks and adidas shorts. I prepared my black dry-fit shirt and white ARC shirt as my spare shirts during the race. I also got my 2 Simple Hydration bottle which I alternatively fill with water and gatorade during my stops.

Day 1 (Welcome to Antique and Gunstart)

We arrived at the Iloilo International Airport at around 5:30 am. I didn't catch any sleep the night before because of anxiety and the flight was too early. From Iloilo, we rode a van going to San Jose, Antique which is approximately 96 kms away. I tried to sleep during the trip but unfortunately I was still wide awake due to the view and kwentuhan sessions.

We stayed at a dorm/pensionne house in the city. I took a short nap before we bought the supplies, had dinner and supposedly catch some more sleep. #()$$(%%$% Gabotero (champion diver from Siquijor) switched the TV channel to PBO were the classic "Bikini Watch" was televised. There goes our sleep! :((

Harry prepared the supplies in the vehicle at around 9 am. I asked the Marupok boys to put their stuff inside it before we headed to the starting line. It will be a cold start since it was raining hard before we left our inn. Well, I thought it will be favorable for us since the rain will ward off the dogs and prevent us from overheating :D

When we arrived at the starting line, I got my bib, drank some gatorade and took a few pictures. It was still drizzling but knowing BR, the show must go on. After a short briefing, the countdown began and we were released at around 10:55 pm from the starting line.

Km 00-50

The cut-off time for the first 40 km was 6:30 hours. I set a target of 5 hours to give a 1:30 allowance for me to rest and recover plus I also set myself a 6:30 hours target time at 50 km. The first 10 km was dark and cold as the rain continued to pour as we leave the town of San Jose. Dogs were also abundant already, they were coming from different directions, some of them are in groups. I set the support to every 5K and requested to have the first stop-over at 10K since I knew I was still strong during that time. I paced with CJ Miles until km 10 then with Ernie until km 20 before I reach the Diver. There were turns at intersections, good thing the support vehicles were waiting for us at each or else we might got lost.

By the way, there were rumors about aswang (ghouls) in Antique during the night. I was on high alert in-case I got picked up by a huge flying creature! (I don't want to be DQ'ed because I was forced to fly!!!)

The rain poured heavily as I approach km 35. It was so hard that I asked for my light jacket to keep myself warm. Unfortunately, as if the weather was playing tricks with me, the rain stopped as soon as I was able to wear it. It was getting cold as I approached a few bridges along the way. Since we are the coast, the wind was also cold. It was not helping at all as I felt sleepy on my way to km 40. But I had to endure and around 5 hours, I was able to reach BR's support vehicle to check-in. I didn't stop there for long because I'm targeting 6:30 hours at km 50 to rest and change clothes. So I sped up a little to save time and fortunately reached the spot in 5:15 hours. There I asked for my recovery drink and changed my top. I was so sleepy during the time that I requested to get 10 minutes power nap to recover. After that, i continued my way to the next town.

Km 50-80

The next cut-off time was 14 hours at km 80. By the way, up to this point, I noticed that the course was flat with only minimal rolling terrains (as in short uphill and downhill roads). The sun was starting to rise at this point but since it rained, the weather was still cool. I asked harry to prepare some coffee or something hot to drink because I want to perk up again. The cold drinks were not helping and it's really dragging me down. Plus I asked him to go back and support the Marupok boys as they might be hungry already.

At km 55, they were able to score some coffee for me. After a while, CJ Miles arrived to where I was resting and I offered him some hot noodles. Great! I would have some company! As soon as the coffee kicked in, I told him that I will be going already and try to cover as much distance as I can. True enough I was able to run around 3 km before I started to do some power-walks. I was able to reach Caballo Rojo at around km 60 and asked his conditions as he was already limping. I told him that I'll go ahead and if he needs anything just ask my crew.

At km 70, tamaditis was making it's debut. The course was still flat but boredom is slowly creeping in. I also noticed that my inner thighs has chaffing already and started to bother me. This is not good because it was still early. I asked Harry to apply some body glide and buy some petroleum jelly to prevent it from getting worse. Tsk, this won't make me quit!

It took me 11:30 hours to reach km 80 (Tibiao bridge). I noticed my right foot was already swollen and tender at this point (first time to happen in all my ultras :(). Harry massaged it a bit and I loosened up my shoe laces to prevent it from getting worse. I took a 15 min rest for coffee and massage, I badly need it already. Too many challenges but I was still firm with my decision to get that bakol!!!

Km 80-120

The cut-off at km 100 was 18 hours while km 120 was 23 hours. I'm still positive to reach those checkpoints at an earlier time. Also, I told myself that I need to be in km 120 by 20 hours to have ample time for the remaining 40 km.

It was tough. My condition worsen as the chaffing spread through my inner legs and the pain in my right foot is starting to annoy me. I'm still power-walking at this point and tried to reach my goal per checkpoint. I had late lunch in a resto near km 90 where I had some nilagang baka. But I lost my taste already and I feel nauseous when I started to eat. I have to force myself to eat because I need to replenish my energy. Plus the hot soup will warm my tummy and help me recover.

By this time, the sun was already up and it was beginning to be really hot. We were like labadas (laundry) which after being soaked in the rain were left to dry under the sun :)) Sleepiness + the heat is not helping at all but I maintained my focus to finish this part of the race.

I reached the town of Culasi (km 95) at around 3 pm. I was about to get bonked but Harry saved the day by giving me an ice-cold ice cream stick plus applying a thick amount of petroleum jelly around my thighs. They were also able to buy dinner already; we plan to eat at km 120.

As soon as I reached km 105, I realized that I'm getting off target. If I want to be really sure of my finish time, I need to reach km 140 (Nabas) at around 11 pm. Since the pain from the chaffing was getting worse, I have to resort to an unconventional running attire; basketball shorts! I looked like T-Mac during that time but I was so desperate to finish the race. I was able to run again but for some reason y energy dropped as I approach km 115 where we had our dinner of liempo (pampalakas) and chicken.

I reached km 120 at exactly 6:30 but I was zapped. Kaput. Pagod to the nth level. I felt so weak that I started to lose hope in finishing the race. That's the point I asked Harry to let me sleep again for 15 minutes at the waiting shed. Tsk, I really felt that I want to quit the race...

Km 120-km 140

After getting some sleep, I still feel weak. No energy :( I then decided to have the support switched to every 3K and see if a miracle would happen. I continued walking for 3 km, desperately asking God for strength and will power to finish. Then for some magical unknown reason, I felt my legs getting stronger again. I jogged to see if I had the energy already and I did it! I recovered for 5K running again as if I had fresh legs! But unfortunately it was only a short burst of energy. The chaffing continued to bother me and irritated me when I ran. Haist.

Reaching the town Pandan (km 130) at around 9:30 pm gave me hope that I can really finish the race. Even if I walked fast I knew I can finish this within my target time. And when I saw the sign "CATICLAN" that gave me hope and I know I'm getting near the finish. I need to be at km 140 by 10:30 pm for a sure shot of finishing within the cut-off. So I continue to short jog until I reached the town of Nabas.

By the way, if you think that the rain has stopped already someone up in heaven opened again the faucet! Damn, it was raining hard on my way to Nabas. I was wearing my green jacket while walking and shivering from the cold wind that accompanied the rain. A few trikes stopped to offer me a ride but I politely declined as it is grounds for DQ. It was also very dark and I really have no idea where I'm going but I continued moving forward. At this point the Marupok boys has reached me, finally some company on the last stretch of the race!

Km 140 - Finish line

BR warned us that the last 20 kms are all uphill. I didn't believe him at first but I was already anticipating. Boy, he was right! There were crazy shotgun like inclines with pitch black darkness! And to make matter worse, my chaffing was getting really painful. I was walking like a cowboy with legs with open to prevent my inner thighs from getting irritated. I was really hopeless so I decided to sit down and rest while I thought about what to do next :(

Thank God, Boyp gave me a solution. He told me to put my headware in between my legs to prevent the skin from further irritation. It worked! I was able to run and walk normally again! That boosted my morale and I ran fast to catch up with the rest of the gang!

I remembered in one of the steep inclines, Uud asked if we can have a short break because we were so tired. I obliged and we stayed at the side of the road to rest. And I saw the beautiful night sky full of stars! Wow! I was left speechless and silently I thank God for the giving us that opportunity to enjoy the night :) I feel a bit refreshed after though I swear my legs and blisters were killing me

I know the route had bonus mileage but I didn't expect that it was more than 5 km! I was already panicking because time was running out! So I tried my best to run the downhills only to be bonked again after a few meters as I entered a very dark road towards Caticlan. I swear I thought I was lost since I can't even see any signs going to the city :(

Last 2 kms, Uud had already left me while I refilled my drinking bottle. I continue to jog but the chaffing worsened so I have to brisk walk again. When I saw the "Welcome to Malay" arc, I was relieved because  was close to the finish line with barely an hour left in the race. The locals said that I need to enter a street somewhere to reach the finish line. So when I got to the alley, behold! Ahon galore again! I was already cursing because it was all uphills! Even the last 300 meters were uphells resembling those in pastulan.

After 29:30 hours, I saw the finish line. I can't run and fatigue caught up with me. So I jogged and finally, crossed the line at 29:32 hours! I was relieved and dead tired that I can't even remember how BR gave me the buckle. Instead of changing my clothes I lied down at the grass and try to catch some sleep. Some classic finish if I may say!

It was a remarkable race. Difficult but doable. Plus the swag is very very beautiful! I know the trip was really worth it because we went to Boracay after (which I will no longer include in this novel of a post! :)))

There were a lot of learnings including things that I encountered for the first time. But Ultra is problem solving and keeping your focus on the goal. It was a mantra that I learned from my previous experience.

Thanks Harry for supporting me in this race. Thank you Boogie for accomodating us in Antique. Thanks Ryan and your father for lending your support vehicle. Thank you Marupok boys, Yob and Bong for keeping me company during the last few km of the race. Thanks BR for sharing another crazy route with us. Thanks Madam for taking care of our place in Bora. And Thank You Dear God for never leaving me all throughout the race! :D

With that I earned my 2nd buckle, the golden rabid dog of Antique! #bawawaw

Here are a few pictures from the race (sorry kaunti lang talaga :()

Pre-Bawawaw (Antique 100-miler) Jitters

Here we go again! Another impulsive decision made. Due to a series of unfortunate events, I decided to chase after my 2nd bakol and it will be done in the province of Antique. I'm nervous because it is another freakin 100-miler! Subjecting again my body to almost 30 hours of pain and suffering is some serious stuff but I made sure that I did my homework again this time:

1. Instead of my "ultra madness" style of training last year, I switched my training plan to trails. Why the hell? Because it will target my least used muscle groups and make my legs stronger. Besides, I'm bored with road ultras and I always wanted to create my own adventure in a mountain, mossy forest or even a river as a setting

2. During the weekdays, I used the time-based program that I was promoting earlier this year to build my speed and endurance. Walk breaks are important especially when I'm tired. I hope that would be enough

3. I'm bringing along Harry (my lone support crew last WC 200 and BDM 102) to help me in this journey. I trust him well enough that he knows what I will be needing during the race.

4. I prepared my battle plan already. Similar to BDM 160 but modified it a bit to match my needs for this race. Plus I added butterscotch and piaya in my nutrition! Nothing beats solid food :D

5. This time it will be a different playing field. I'm going to monitor my pace and hope that I won't burn-out. But then again nobody knows what will really happen. I only can do as much as I can and let my heart run the rest when the body has already given up.

I hope God will be on our side during the actual raceday. I heard the blistering heat in the area from the RD but I know my passion to get what I really want will prevail. Syet na malagkit lang kung di ko makuha yun!!!

Good luck sa lahat ng 1st Antique 100-miler and 50-miler participants ngayon weekend. Tandaan ang sabi ni TLC, "walang tatawid ng boracay ng walang dalang bakol!"

(writing this while wondering how to get away from those miserable askals along the way...)

P.S. Please pray for our safety throughout this journey...

Event page: https://www.facebook.com/events/297121177097567/

Episode II: Four Lakes 100 km Trail Ultra

Exactly 5 days after that escapade in Bohol, I started my journey up north to run my first 100K Trail Ultra. The Four Lakes 100 km Trail Ultramarathon is a signature route of our beloved Michael De Mesa Jonel Mendoza in the settings of Kayapa, Nueva Vizcaya. I've done the 42K Trail Marathon here last April 1 (the April fool's marathon) so I'm quite familiar with some parts of the route plus I did enjoy the scenery and challenges this route has to offer.

We had a 6 hours trip to Baguio and 3.5 hours trip down to the municipal hall of Kayapa. We were greeted by the usual suspects (I was looking for BR) and a few new faces. A briefing was conducted shortly then a usual photo ops before we proceeded to the inn (the same inn where we stayed before). We had an early dinner of pansit, fried chicken and tons of extra rice (carbo loading) before we went to our room to rest and sleep.

We woke up at exactly 230 am. I prepared my stuff already and drop bags the night before. I took the freezing water bath (#&$*#&$% ginaw!!!) to refresh myself before I wore my gear. At the starting line, a short ceremony was done and we were released at exactly 4:30 am.

The first 24 kms was the same route as the marathon before. Though this time I had brought a trekking pole to aid me in the uphells and had to start slower to conserve the energy for the rest of the race. The route is still beautiful; now there were no dense fog and the sun is actually shining brightly. The mountainside is very beautiful and you can see some of the peaks peeking like islands on a sea of fog :).

I reached the baseline of Ugo in 3 hours. Same elevation, same #&*$*%&$ difficulty of climb. Upon reaching the summit, I asked the marshall to take my picture before heading down towards the Old Spanish Trail. This route is quite interesting because it was really narrow (single track) and one wrong step will send you rolling down the steep mountainside. I had a few close call because I was always checking my pace and time; thankfully I didn't fall or had a major accident.

At the end of the trail is a steep downhill where some of the marker flags were missing. I think we've lost 20 minutes here looking for the right path. Major Ron and Doc Toto had caught up with me here so I had some companions throughout the race.

Finally, we found the right trail! We ran towards the Kayapa Market Proper where the 3rd aid station and get our first drop bags. There was a feast of breads, eggs, hot noodle soup and even halo-halo to refuel. My good friend "Red Horse Runner" Rey Jimenez was the marshall in this station. I took some time to rest and eat up because we still have a long way to go before the next major aid station. Also, Rey warned us about the upcoming route: It's pure uphell!

At first I didn't pay any attention of what Rey mentioned. He must be kidding. But I took back my words, after the long hanging bridge, the #&$*%$&% route was a MAJOR UPHELL! No kidding! It's probably around 30-40 degrees incline of pure uphell. At this point, I can feel the cramps on my quads were already acting up. Since I'm with Major and Doc Toto, we agreed not to attack the hills and took time to reach the top.

That was the longest uphell of my life. Imagine, every 100 meters we have to rest and catch our breaths! Then we saw ate Che Bihag, cruising thru the uphills as if she was walking in a park! Life is so unfair! We were so chicked!

Anyway, it was good to know that the actual distance (5 km) was only 3 km before we reach a minor aid station. The Amelong Labeng Barangay hall served the sweetest sweet potatoes that I've ever tasted! We refilled our water bags here before heading towards the next landmark. It was actually around noon so it was a hot already.

Towards the next landmark, we have to traverse a wide dirt road. It was wide enough for a truck to pass thru though it was muddy. We call this trail as PAASA (paasa na sa susunod na liko, peak na!). It was a winding path where we felt like were circling the mountain! At this point, my cramps were becoming worst as it  attacks almost every 15 minutes. After a while, we were able to reach the summit. We were not really sure if there was a marshall at the actual cell site so we went near it just to found out that there are none. Better safe than sure!

I had applied some liniments on my quads and thighs already to recover from the cramps. It helped for a while as I was able to jog a couple of times going down the summit. I also remembered somewhere waiting for Major Ron to catch up with us so I had the liberty of lying down the grass fields to take some rest. It was actually funny because I almost dozed off to sleep :))

When Major arrived we continued our run-walk towards the highway. I had already consumed all of my water around 2-3 km away from the aid station so I was in panic mode. Damn, it was already hot but we continued walking and shortly, we reached the highway. We started to jog towards the Castillo Aid station (km 54) to refill and rest. I was already contemplating of downgrading to 60 km already at that point. The cramps and mental demon were too much but thanks to Doc Toto, he pushed me and did not let me quit. We took our time to rest and eat at that station. One by one, runners are popping out of the trail and joined us while we rest. I envy those who did 60K as they only had 6 km left and they will be done with their agony. After 20 minutes, we continued our trek towards the remaining part of the race...

The next landmark would be our first lake. And the inclines were again, killers! Why the hell would a lake be on top of a mountain #*$($*%#. I have no choice but to continue as we want to at least have a decent pictures while there is still some sunlight. It was a nice sight because a fog was on top of the Buaca lake. Talk about creepiness!

I noticed that the cramps were already gone and I think I'm on my way to recovery :). It was a good sign!

The second lake can be found at the bottom of a huge mountain wall. I swear it was so steep that one wrong move will make you tumble to your death. And a #&$*%(% kalabaw was blocking our way down! We managed to cross alive and trekked towards the Dayap school (which has #&*$&%$ incline again) which is km. 62. It was already dark so we wore our headlamps again and re-fueled big time!

The next landmark we need to cover would be the twin Nayao lakes which unfortunately we were not able to see since it was night already. The path was rocky and rolling, I swear it was the longest 12 km of my life! In between the route, we rested in a waiting shed for a few minutes while Doc Toto was recording a short video to document our experience.

There were sections in this route which is very creepy and you don't want to be stuck without lights. There were killer inclines, eroding edges and even a short river crossing. There was supposed to be a waterfall somewhere in the forest, we heard it but we can't see it because it was too dark. At the end of it is the Banaw school where Isko was waiting to serve us some hot soup, milo and iced tea! I was already too tired at this point and I requested him if I can doze off for a few minutes before heading out again. I did while being covered in a blanket near a fireplace! It was heaven for me as it helped me regain some energy. By the way, at this point, it was very very cold that we need to keep on moving to avoid freezing to death.

After 30 minutes, we started our journey back to the Dayap school. It was almost midnight and I was estimating what time should we be back in order to beat the cut-off. It was a long run - trek with us having short rests in between to recover. I even tripped on our way back since I stepped on a loose rock! I felt the wound in my knees and was scared that I was injured. I tried to walk to see if I was injured and after a few steps the pain went away. I'm too close to finishing this race to quit!

After 3.5 hours, we were back in the Dayap school. Again we re-fueled and refilled our water bags before we set out to the next aid station. It was rather a short run/walk when we reached the City border where I finally got my last drop bag which contains my secret weapon. It was the energy drink the yaya ambow gave me before I went to Kayapa. I took a few shots and gave doc some. I felt an energy rush so without further adieu, we started our way towards the mossy forest again. I swear I feel so refreshed after a while and I was able to climb that mossy forest in a very fast pace!

Last 8 km. We reached Bundao at exactly 630 am in the morning. The energy drink effect was slowly wearing away so we tried to jog it off a bit. A huge skin chaffing has built up in my thighs making it hard to run or even jog. I really just wanted to finish the race so I lived thru the pain and trekked the downhills. It was the same last part of the previous marathon so I know it was very near. I began counting down the remaining distance until the last 500 meters.

At last, after a grueling 29++ hours, I finally crossed that darn finish line! Man I cried when I finished because I can't believe how I survived that ordeal. I was even speechless in happiness and fulfillment. But what mattered most is I am done and I got that kick-ass running man medal! And that marked my first century trail ultramarathon!

Post Batanes post + Sick

I was supposed to be in Kota Kinabalu today but unfortunately I was struck down with the flu since we left Batanes. Too bad as I was wishing for a longer vacation; but I don't have any choice since I am in no condition to climb any mountain. Tsk...

On a lighter side, I've enjoyed my adventure in Batanes last weekend! Fun times with ultra buddies and new-found friends alike! :)) And it ignited my photographer mojo again too! :)) I'll post a more detailed report of my comeback ultra and escapade in the majestic province of Batanes soon (once I get a little bit better).

Oh and I'm officially switching off my off season button. Back to traini... naahhhh, I have to get well first :))

I'll be back soon :D

Resting and Off-season

After the dreaded experience in Mayon 360 last April 6, 2013 (High BP due to heat and bicol express), I decided to lie-low and take that much needed rest till my next ultra. I'm still training though but with lower mileage and intensity compared to how I prepared for BDM 160. I'm also suffering from achilles tendinitis which I also got from the Mayon 50-miler run. This was my wake-up call to take some time-off and enjoy the off-season.

Honestly, it's boring. But it made me realize a lot of things. Life is not just running alone, there are a lot of things that you need to do (and I mean a LOT). This break also gave me the time I need to plan ahead for my life and see what else can I do. Running is my passion but right now, I need to find another hobby while waiting for my training season to start in June. 

Folk dance maybe? :))

My BDM 160 Story (sa wakas!!!)

(WARNING: this post is really-really long!!!)

It was a day of reckoning. Redemption at it's finest. It was a hard-fought battle with a bittersweet ending. Those were few of the words that I used to describe the moment I crossed the finish line. Finally, after a year of waiting, I was able to complete a dreaded unfinished business that haunted me for a while. It was a triumph that I would never forget.

DNF

Tambalang Beep-Beep at kampuger

I wasn't able to complete my race last year. I was devastated because I knew I prepared well for it but Murphy really know how to spoil it. I experienced the worst type of cramps at km 69, vomiting for almost 10 km before I finally had the guts to quit at km 79.

Wasak na wasak!

 The culprit: I wasn't eating, I was bloated with water, gatorade, cola, etc. but I didn't have any solid food in my stomach. This caused my body to burn my fats as fuel but at a very rapid rate causing it to cramp and eventually, in the verge of collapsing. My face looked like it was zapped away with life (lubog!) and my eyes were really deep due to the rapid weight loss. I reported my case to BR and went to km 102 to say sorry to madam and BR. After that I decided to go home already as I'm really exhausted but when I woke up the following morning, I felt the deep regret on what I did and why the hell did I quit :(

The last picture before I got really wasted and DNF'ed :(

I vowed to do my revenge next year by being stronger and better. I will be more prepared and take the time to finish the race. But while waiting, I need to release my frustrations...

Ultracrazy

DNF can make you insane. Insane enough to register to every known ultra available in the calendar. I was so frustrated that I decided to release them in each ultra event last year. I did the following events:

2nd Tanay ultramarathon
2nd Mayon 360
1st Bohol Ultramarathon
Four lakes 100K trail ultra
50K Taklang Damulag Ultra
57K Nuvali Trail Run
50K Tacloban Ultra
60K Fort Magsaysay - Dingalan Ultra
57K CDO Dahilayan Ultra
50K Guimaras Ultra
50K Pinatubo Trail Ultra
1st West Coast 200 km multiday ultra
50-miler Clark-Miyamit Trail
80K Taklang Damulag
6 hour fat-ass loops

It still amazes me how my body can endure such punishment with an ultra almost every week. Though I have to admit that my goal of doing such feat was to train and learn how to do my races properly. From having support crews, doing it alone on longgggg trails and even running on self-support, I was able to survive. Those lessons are valuable as it fed me with info that I will use to prepare for my comeback run.

Despite that, I still succumbed in my attempt to complete the Miyamit 50-miler :( But that never made me quit my dream. I rested and consulted with BR on what I need to do to be stronger and be back on shape by January 26. He gave me a program which I called the Overhaul program which I detailed in one of my blog post. It did help a lot and I know physically, I was ready to do BDM 160 again.

Pre-race Preparations

I started my logistic preparation the week before the race. I assembled my support crew comprised of ultramarathoners who pledged their support for me months before the race:

My Crew! (From L-R: Jo-en, Mommy Eve, Manager JJ, Jestoni and Ariel)

1. Jestoni - pacer (I was supposed to finish with him last year same with what we did in BDM 102 last 2011)
2. Joen - driver (he was my driver/support during the 2012 BDM 102)
3. Ariel Aquino - driver/pacer (he wants to observe how I will survive a 100-miler as he will do BDM 102 in March)
4. Mommy Eve - support crew (I need someone who is very good with organizing my logistics and a female touch for my crew)
5. Manager JJ - support/driver beyond 102 and a relief to my tired crew during the night

Briefing (with the petchay boys)

I'm already set with my gears except my shoes were mauled by my dog. Luckily, Irene brought me a new pair which I used to break-in during the last fat-ass. Besides that, I didn't use anything new during the race (oh, I almost forgot about the TPPB singlet :D). All of my stuff were well tested before race day! :D

I did my grocery during the week and brought the hydration stuff (gatorade, water, buko juice) to avoid cramming. I even asked mommy Eve to do the grocery for the food and nutrition as I don't want to stress myself too much. I had fresh buko juice prepared from the market (I found it very effective during the last WC 200 as it helped in my fast recovery). Also bought a couple of gels and Fluid recovery drink for emergency purpose.

Supplies!!!

The only reason why I brought you Hulk!

I've booked our room in MC lodge. It is where we usually stay before any BDM races (it's located between km 7-8). This should give me ample time to get some sleep before the actual race but we all know how anxiety kicks hard during that time :))

We left Manila at around 5 pm and arrived at the Inn at around 8:30 pm. I was anxious as well because I get to see Irene for the first time since we became a couple! But I kept reminding myself that I have to rest because of the big race tomorrow. So I did say my hello and gave her some supplies before i went to my room and sleep (though anxiety at this point was so high that I had a hard time sleeping...)

To the starting line

2013 batch of BDM 160 participants (well some of us :D)

I wasn't able to get some good sleep so I decided to dress up as early as 2 am. I woke up my crew as well and asked them to prepare already as I don't want to be late at the gunstart. Before I left I checked if Irene was already awake and kissed her for good luck. I told her I'll wait for her at the starting line since she was still preparing :D.

At exactly 2:30 am, my crew were ready and we drove towards km 00. There were a number of support vehicles and runners there already when we arrived. I checked-in and had some short chit-chat with the other runners while waiting for gunstart. I also instructed my crew to leave 15 minutes before gunstart to get a good spot in km 7 else they will be stuck in traffic with the rest of the support vehicles. Right on the dot they left after taking some pictures and last instructions from me. Incidentally, that was also the time Irene arrived at the starting line and together we went to join the rest of the runners. A prayer, some final instructions then the national anthem before the RD sounded the horn at exactly 4 am... signifying the race had officially started!

Km 00-20

Breezing thru the first 2 km, I set my pace to 6:30 - 7:00 mpk max to conserve the much needed strength for the battle beyond 102. The cool temperature can really lure you to speed up but learning from my mistake before, I chose to maintain a relatively slow pace while watching runners passed me by. I applied the same and jogged/walked the km 3-7 steep part of the race (compared to last year where we were literally zooming the uphill). I religiously maintained the max 7:00 mpk pace thru the downhills and walked the uphills during the long rolling hilly section of this course. I had a chance to chat with some of my fellow runners to remove the boredom but I let them go ahead as I don't want to hinder them from their target pace.

This is somewhere km 18 (see those lights behind me, they are either some crazy runners or support vehicles :)))

Walked the uphills and ran the downhills, making sure that my quads will not get trashed before I reach km 102. I also monitored my heartrate to check if I'm going to fast; the faster the beat, the faster I might burn out. Thank God, I'm still on target. My crew also monitored my pacing as they knew I can easily get excited in every race that it ruins my plans early. So I decided to listen to them and ate whatever food they stuff in my mouth :))


Oh, I had a surprise at km 15 where my crew showed me a box full of paper stars. It came from Irene and her specific instructions were to open one star every 10K. Apparently, these stars contains random sweet messages and thoughts about our relationship... wow! it was really a morale booster! Though my crew always kid about it and screams "go go swagger boyfriend" or "his and hers". But seriously, that was a huge boost when I was already tired :))

Km 21-40

Tingaaaa!!!

Km 21 (I think)

This was the last stretch of rolling hills within the Bataan area. I was still feeling strong at this point, and carefully maintained a cruise pace of 7 mpk. I passed by Limay already and I was not used to seeing it in a busy day. A lot of people asked where we were going and I'm no longer surprised with their reaction whenever I gave my polite answer. I'm an eating machine, munching on sandwiches, eggs and boiled banana. I downed a gel already for emergency purpose and replenished my anti-fatigue capsule. So far so good.

Good morning RD! (still strong at this point)

Bunot muna bago kumain ng sandwich!

2nd star for the race :D

Taho!!!

When I reached km 32 (the last junction going to km 32), I took sometime to greet BR and check my condition. I'm still ok but I'm sleepy! I asked the team to prepare coffee on my next pit stop while I picked another star from the basket :D. I also bought some hot taho, the sugar rush from the caramel gave me a short burst of energy.

Started getting hot already (plus a callboy at my back)

Nanawagan po kami sa nakakakilala sa bangkay na natagpuan...

The sun started to punish us with the heat as early as 7:30 am! Man, it was hot! There is a cool breeze blowing but the cloudless skies amplified the heat. At this point, I wasn't able to finish my coffee since it was hot and my crew already applied towel dipped in the cooler. It was refreshing though I know the heat continued to rise as I left this pit stop.

Upon reaching Orion, I already started slowing down and walked my way towards the next pit stop. I knew if I ran this part, i'll be zapped and probably be wasted before I reach the 102 marker.

Km 41-60

The Jestoni Pictorials (monkey)

At this time, the sun was already high and I did a lot of brisk walk. My core temperature continued to rise so my crew still applied the cold towel while a drank a lot of fluid. I even drank gatorade with salt to replenish the sodium lost due to sweating!

I swear it was really hottttt!!!

My thoughts at this time was to continue moving forward and take enough rest in km 50. I feel exhausted already though I was able to jog a good distance while combining it with brisk walking. A few runner's has passed me by, I don't mind it as I stick to my plan. Finally, after 6:30 hours of running/walking, I reached the km 50 marker in Abucay

Finally some lunch!

With my personal band...

My crew parked the car at the gas station where it is shady and cooler. Since it's almost noon, the sun was at full blast already. A few runners had reached this point already; some of them were hurrying up and didn't bother to stop long to rest and eat. Me, on the otherhand, took my time to eat some lunch, rest my legs and change my shirt. I told Mommy Eve to put my TPPB singlet where it can dry as I'll be wearing it again towards the finish line.

My support crew at km 50

With the RD at km 50

I munched on adobo and ma-ling while I drank some coke. It was refreshing indeed (even if Jestoni is completely messing around with his bongo drums :))). I was checking also the other runners and saw a few made their way already. I was glad that Irene was pretty near as well, that was a relief :)). After I changed, refilled and refreshed, I continued my journey.

Mystical healing power from Jestoni

Pinalayas dahil makulit...

It was terribly hot. I thought of settling down the food in my tummy before I started running again but since the heat was unbearable, I switched to power walking. I had a chance catching up with a few runners before my next stop, asking their condition and how was the race so far. I think I caught up with Benj, CJ and Jigs at this point though they chose to run a bit to prevent from getting too bored with the route.

I asked my crew to stop every 3 km (instead of every 5). I was worried as well because at this point I can feel some twitches in my thigh which might result to cramping. So I drank a lot of gatorade and took some endurolytes as I notice my shorts have a lot of salt already (you can use it as dip for green mangoes)! That's how hot it was!

Km 61-80

Approaching km 61 (microwave sa initttt)

I was already anxious to see the national hi-way again. I continued walking and doing short jogs as I feel the possibility of my right leg to cramp up. I didn't want that to happen so I patiently walked to shake the cramping away.

Replenishing my sodium and water

Funny thing, I passed by a funeral march on my way out of Hermosa. Traffic was horrible :))

I reached km 69 (near Nissan Dinalupihan) at around 2:30 pm. It was starting to get cloudy thus the heat is slowly becoming bearable. But I know I'm still in trouble as the twitching was worsening (My short was full of salt!!!). I had to switch to my back-up plan and take more endurolytes while gulping my painkillers. I also asked Joen to prepare the Amino that JJ gave me the other night, I took it when I was at km 75.

Don Jestoni

Waiting at km 65 (for some petchay)

By some miracle, the twitching stopped! I felt good so I tried to run for a good 2 km. I feel sweat on my forehead again which means I was able to recover :D. Though I still have strength left, I didn't ran all the way because I'm still conserving energy. I was also reminiscing about my sad fate last year during this stretch where I was vomiting and cramping from my legs up. Thank God, I was still ok!

Sad sight at km 75

Pampaganang star!

And then I passed by my DNF marker. KM 79, the marker near the funeral home. I clearly remembered how I was delirious at this point, how painful my cramps were and how low my morale was. I shed a tear and look at the heavens, thanking the Lord again for letting me pass strong away from my waterloo. It was a good boost of morale and after a while, I met again with my crew at km 80. I told them to measure the stops based on the odometer because I knew the white markers are longer at this point.

KM 81-102

I still feel good at this point that I was able to jog towards the bridge going to Lubao. I paced with a runner here and told him to conserve, rest and never stop beyond km 102. I continued power walking towards the construction and jogged to the Caltex station at the junction. I believe I saw the Team Boring Pips here where they were supporting CJ. Fatigue was creeping at this point and I was getting cranky. It was past 5 km already and my crew was nowhere in sight!

I was cursing as hell already because I felt pain in my foot and my water bottle was empty. I was finally able to caught up with them at km post 85; cranked up because of stopping too far away from the agreed distance. I said I'm sorry, I was just tired before I sat down and ate some bread with ma-ling. There was an annoying guy at this point, begging for some food and coins. We already gave him some but he kept on annnoying us until I asked my crew to shove him off (normally I'm not like that but unfortunately, I was too tired to think). I picked another star (wow!) and off I go to the next pit stop.

Halo-halo break at Razon!!!

After being chased by a group of dogs, almost being mauled down by a jeep and squeezing thru the crowd in Guagua, I reached km 90 at around 6-630 pm. I sat down and told my crew that I was really sleepy (legs were still ok). I can also feel blisters forming in both feet, it was bothersome but I can still resist the pain. Papi Jet also psyched me up that I'm not tired nor sleepy while I gobble up my halo-halo! It was a nice treat after doing 90 km!

What the hell did you do to my car?!

I continued my walk towards km 95. I felt the burning sensation of "balisawsaw" and it was really uncomfortable. BoyP paced with me for a few 1-2 km until I told him to go ahead. I was becoming impatient at this point because of the combined fatigue and sleepiness thus at km 95, I sat for a while to regain my sanity. I drank a lot of buko juice to flush down the balisawsaw feeling :)) before I did my walk for the last 7 km

Last Star before going to km 102 :D

Fortunately, a group of runners passed by when I got up. Bong, Jigz and Merwin were power walking so I asked them if I can join so I won't get bored with the remaining few kms towards the old railway station. We vowed not to run or overtake anyone until km 102 which was known as "Pitpit-itlog" (papi's pacer group during the last TD 100 where whoever destroys the vow will have his eggs crushed at km 102). Wes joined us shortly at km 98 and together we were like a big gang walking on the road.

After 15:30 hours, we were able to reach km 102. JJ was already there waiting for me and told me that he left Jestoni some instructions that as soon as I checked-in, we will leave km 102 immediately (which we did). Jestoni was my first pacer and I told him I was tired and hungry (whinings). After I learned that we have to walk 1-2 km more before my scheduled rest, I cranked up but I had no choice.

Km 103-120

I reached the Shell station along McArthur Hi-way after 15-20 minutes. There I met with the rest of my crew where I sat to have my dinner, change my clothes and hoped for a few minutes of sleep. JJ asked my condition, I told him my legs and body are still ok, no pain but I was really sleepy. I also asked them to check the blisters under my feet which was slowly becoming irritating. Ariel taped my feet up to add further protection and I wore the socks that JJ lent me.

My crew preparing me up for the longgggg night run

I tried to catch some sleep but I was distracted by the passing cars and mosquitoes. Jestoni was holding on a yoga mat but I really can't get some sleep. We had a few stop-over along MacArthur highway, eating some hot noodles but still I can't sleep (10-30 minutes). I got fed up and told Jestoni that we should get going already as we will get nowhere if I still try to sleep so we continued walking and running towards Angeles city.

Somewhere out there (no sense of direction at this point)

JJ running up for some coffee?

I virtually have no idea how far are we or where we are because my GPS watches were already drained. I do remember stopping somewhere after the San Fernando fly-over to eat and try to catch some sleep. It was supposed to be 20 mins but again, sleep had eluded me again. Though I already ate some hot noodles at least to recover and warm my tummy.

I've set our next goal to be the Angeles City Arc. We had to traverse the dark and dangerous McArthur highway while keeping an eye on incoming traffic. It was crazy! There were times that tricycle appeared from our backs and we had to move away from the road. I had a chance to at least run a few km but I bonked out because of palpitation (blame it to the coffee). We just resumed our long walk toward Angeles before I succumbed to fatigue or boredom.

We arrived at the arc at around 11:00 pm. I still have no idea how far we were but I guess we were progressing. Again, I chose to take a seat here and try to catch some sleep but it is still to no avail :( We just decided to continue our journey towards the town proper of Angeles city.

Km 121-140

Angeles City was still alive even though it was practically late already. It has a very rich night life coupled with the gimikans and clubs along the highway. At this point, Ariel was my pacer already. Jestoni was already tired and I believe he needed to rest. We weaved thru the crowd of people, went away against some bar girls and did a few conversation to fight the sleep. We weren't running, we were brisk walking as I was still recovering.

I swear I don't know where are we at this point :))

It was a sign of relief when we reached the arc of Mabalacat. This means we are practically near the Bamban bridge which is at km 131. Ariel was keeping me busy with his stories so I was awake all the time. I tried to jog but I was really tired and getting impatient. I really want to reach the bridge and march my way to Capas.

After Mabalacat town proper, I rested before going to the bridge. I also asked about Irene because I know the route was already dangerous. I was glad to know that they were ok and safely walking in the San Fernando area.

It was around 2 am in the morning already  so I'm estimated my finish time. I can't think properly at this point :)) so I tried to sleep again. At last, I snoozed for around 10-15 minutes. It was so good and refreshing!

I also asked JJ to prepare my ACT concoction because I was really getting bored and I wanted to run. After eating a lone banana, JJ gave me the bottle. I sipped some of it and immediately felt a burst of energy! It was gooooddddd. I tried to jog and it felt nice, so without hesitation I ran with 5:00 mpk pace! It was really surprising because I swear I was already wasted before I took the juice. I think I left Ariel trailing by around 1 km and the support vehicle was closely monitoring my progress. It was around 2 km when I decided to slow down and wait for him (he was cursing me for what I did :))). At least we were near the bridge when I decided to walk again.

I asked Ariel to run because I don't want to lose our momentum. We ran as we cross the bridge and covered at least 1-2 km before slowing down for the support vehicle. I have no idea how far is Capas from Bamban so I thought it should be near. We sped up for a few more meters until I realized that the Capas Market is nowhere in sight. It was also re-confirmed when I saw the sign "Puregold Capas 6 km.". It was still farrrrrrrr!!!

Km 141-155

After seeing that @($*$(#$% sign, I decided to slow down and eventually brisk walking. I was disappointed because it was still far :(( The road was really dark and cold which made me more impatient. I was already cursing the route (P#*$(#*$ Mcdo yan, malayo pa ba?!) because I really wanted to finish. What calmed me down was the thought that I will finish this within cut-off and I don't want to sacrifice what I accomplished so far because of my arrogance.

After a while, I finally saw the "welcome to capas" sign. It boosted up my morale only to find out that the junction is at least 1.5 km away. My jogging attempt failed and still I walked through the market place. It was such a mental game at this point.

Then I saw the big Mcdo sign from afar. It was huge! I was so happy that I didn't notice I was already crying. Crying because I was still amazed on how I was able to survive 140++ km and still walking towards the finish line. Crying because finally I'm about to finish the longest race of my life! I crashed down to my seat when I arrived at the support vehicle. I tried to eat some sandwich and drink some gatorade but I still can't help myself from crying. I was really happy and I told my crew that we will finish this as soon as we can!

After that break, I started our long walk towards the Capas National Shrine. It was cold and dark again as we approach the town from the junction. Jestoni became my pacer again and we started to sing a few classic Rey Valera songs to entertain ourselves while we marched thru the darkness :))

As dawn approaches, I saw the field cover with fog! It was a strange sight as if they were planted dry ice  But what gave me more hope was when I saw the needle-like pylon from afar. We are finally approaching our last 10 km!

Finally, the shrine gate! Last 10 km!

I don't remember what I said to Otek here, but thanks pare!

We were greeted by Otek and a few more support crews as we move along the gates. It gave me a nice feeling because I'm 10 km away from finishing this darn race. But I still have to battle 5 km of uphills! I asked  Jestoni that we will take it slowly as I want to run the last 5 km. I want a strong finish.

It was a hard 5K. Fatigue was already creeping in plus the pain from the blisters is getting annoying. I was already counting km posts to distract me from the pain. I even told Jestoni my nga-nga moment where I can see the support vehicle at the turn-around point exactly 1 km away! (ang layyyooo!)

To The Finishline!!!

Turn-around point!

At the turn-around point, I sat down to rest for a while before I ate a banana and drank some water. I also wore my TPPB singlet again and my sahara cap. I downed the remaining ACT concoction and again, I felt the energy entering my system. One more star from the basket to perk me up and off we went towards the finishline.

I was so wasted here already!

One last star before the 5K sprint! :))

We had a very fast pace. I even asked Jestoni to increase our pace as I feel my legs were already lighter. He was also amazed that I can do a fast pace as if I did not do 155 km already. It was truly a miracle from heaven!!!

Nakaka-ngiti pa after 155 km :))

One last dash to the finishline!

And if it wasn't enough, I've heard that Irene was quite nearby. I asked each runner we've met on how far she is and they told me she was really close to us. At last, at km 116 I saw her still strong running with her pacer. I decided to approach her and plant her a kiss before speeding up again to our destination. It boosted my morale very very high :D

When we were near the gates, Jestoni mentioned that he will leave me already to enjoy the moment. I thanked him and from there I sped up as I saw the huge pylon in front of me. I was crying again, this time it was because of the sense of happiness. I felt a huge thorn lifted from my chest and a huge accomplishment as my legs roll like it was a race for my life. I wasn't tired nor in pain, I was just happy to see how my hard work has finally paid off, how the frustrations had disappeared and how my hunger for the buckle be fulfilled.

One last push!

Approaching the shrine gate!

At last, after running/walking/crawling for 27:55 hours, I finally crossed that damn finish line! I couldn't believe it and I was actually being teased by the crowd to cry. I did take a moment to savor the victory and looked blankly at the buckle. The sweetest revenge was finally done and over with! :D

Kaunti na lang!!!

Ayan na!!!

Man I was a cry-baby!

Moments...

Sa wakaaassss!!!

With one of my pacers, Jestoni!

I would like to thank my support crew: Joen, Mommy Eve and JJ for taking care of me and cheering me up thru the whole journey. My pacers: Jestoni and Ariel who never gave up on me and shared the last 58 km of the race. My Irene who was the greatest surprise and inspiration to finish the race (I love you!). My friends and supporters who believed in me and cheered me up all thru the race. And to the almighty God, who never abandoned me all throughout the race, protected me from harm and gave me the iron will to finish.

Sa wakas, natapos ko rin ang aking unang 100-miler na karera! Napaka-memorable niya talaga!

Congrats to all finishers of the 2013 BDM 100-miler race! Hope to see you again in future.

Credits to Tong Pascua, Paolo Navarette, Jobert Dela Victoria, Elaine Botabara and Che Bihag for the pictures