Friday, July 30, 2010


Tidying Up my “Golf Swing”

I’ve been recovering well these past 4 weeks after Milo. I only started running 2 and a half weeks ago, usually not exceeding 5km per run and 2-3 times a week only. Aside from rebuilding my mileage from scratch, the reason for the conservative mileage is that I’m trying to correct my stride.

My left foot heel-strikes. This may have contributed to the left knee patellar tendinitis that I’ve been plagued with since Oct 2009. Wearing stability shoes may have solved the over-pronation but my gait still needs to be corrected. With the dedicated time I have with family and work, signing up to a free running clinic is out of the question. Assessing and reassessing what tools were available out there, I resorted to buying a pair of Newton Distancia Racers ---a reward I gave myself for finishing my first full.

The first few runs had my calves screaming in pain after each run. I had only myself to blame since I got over eager with the shoe and totally scrapped the allowed 10-minute increase per run so that I get used to the new midfoot-strike method gently (my first run was 1km followed by a 5km, which was supposed to be 2-3km only). Walking down the stairs was a real pain for a week and a half.

But the past 3 runs have been ok. My calves have gotten used to my new gait although I feel that I still need to find that “sweet spot” Newton-Running mentioned with regards to midfoot strike. I hope to consciously remember this new gait as I try to increase my mileage. Left knee has not been as painful as before and pace is slowly getting back….or even getting faster?

Speed Test

Thanks to free slots provided by an officemate, I signed up for the Rexona Run 5km event this coming Sunday. It’s like starting all over again since I haven’t ran a 5k race since April 2009. A sub-30 finish is wishful thinking but, who knows? If the racing gods will be kind, I might just beat my 30:29 PR. With MOA (hopefully) providing a flat course, a sub-30 might just be possible if all the conditions are right.

Yup, this Sunday’s going to be fun.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Pikermi! What?! Pikermi! What?!

What the HELL is a Pikermi?

I've asked myself that question twice already this week after reading a blog (sorry I forgot which one) and on a comment on the KOTR post (which btw costs P850.00 for 21k....whoa!).

So where else to get my answer but in good ol' Mr. Google. Based on the Team Pikermi website:


A Pikermi is a running race of a distance of 13.1 miles, formerly known as a half marathon. The term was coined by a blogger named Pochero in a blog on "The Loop", which is a runner's community on the the Runner's World website. Pochero's original blog describes the idea best, so be sure to view the blog here: Good luck on that Pikermi!

Basically, the term Pikermi is used because of the route of the original "marathon" in Greece, which was a route from the town of Marathon to Athens approximately 26.2 miles (the distance of a marathon). The town of Pikermi is about the mid-point between Marathon and Athens, therefore being a distance of about 13.1 miles.

The idea behind giving the "half marathon" it's own name is based on the thought that the accomplishment of running a race of 13.1 miles should not be diminished by describing it as "only half" of something else.


Hmmm, is Pochero related to the Gingerbreadman who's famous for the liempo runs? Ahehe....

So there you go. Anyone joining the 2010 KOTR Pikermi?


Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Book Reviews

Except for that 1km break-in run that I did yesterday morning (for my new Newton Distancia, hihihi), I haven't really ran since the July 4 Milo Marathon.

sweet reward

I made progress though in terms of reading these two running books. I've finally finished reading them ---an amazing feat since I'm not really into reading. I kid my wife that, at 36, my vision is still 20/20 since I rarely read my school textbooks when I was still studying. Basically, I'm not really into reading books (Hmmm, I think I said this twice in 1 paragraph. Yup, it's that much. Hehe). I would start off with a book and then just doze off in bed after 1 or 2 pages then just totally getting lazy to finish the rest. The last time I finished reading a book was the Da Vinci Code which was ages ago.

But amazingly, as mentioned, I've finished reading these two books:

Chi Running by Danny Dreyer. The book is somewhat instructional in the sense that it coaches you on the proper way to run effortlessly and injury-free. I really felt the benefit of this book in terms of Danny's reminders: (a) concentrate on keeping that lean/proper form; and (b) short strides at a waltz-cadence (wuhn, too-tree, wuhn, two-three...).

Born To Run by Chris McDougall. Borrowed from my officemate Paolo, Chris tells about his amazing trip to Mexico to find a lost tribe of super atheletes/runners called the Tarahumara to help him answer this basic question, "Why does my foot hurt?" It's a good read, i.e. two-thumbs up! Careful in reading this though, for you might think of throwing away your running shoes for Vibrams. Haha.

I'm currently reading another borrowed book, Ultramarathon Man by Dean Karnazes. So far, it's starting to become a good read as well. I'll let you know what I think of it once I finish.

That's all I could do for now while still on recovery phase. But I'll try to squeeze a few kms this week. Gotta get used to those Newtons. ;-)

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Milo Full-Marathon: Skin O' My Teeth

I won't feel the hurt
I'm not trash any longer
That which doesn't kill me
Only makes me stronger


Back ache.

Both quads, screaming pain.

Left knee, pain.

Right forefoot, stinging pain.

Both arms, numbing pain.

But I'm still smiling.

Waking up Monday morning with an icebag on my back isn't my typical day-after-the-race condition. I've ran several half-marys and I was able to wake up the next day without so much pain. But the race I joined July 4th was entirely different for it was my time to tackle the full-marathon, a.k.a. the urban Everest.

I came to the starting line with 12 weeks of under-mileaged training (a "measly" 29k was my longest long run), an incompletely-healed left knee, and a slight stinging pain on my right forefoot.

Paolo, my triathlete-officemate who celebrated his birthday on the 4th of July (debuting in the full-mary as well), couldn't have prepared our mindset more clearly:

"Let's get this (42k distance) out of the way!"

He was right. I was having palpitations around a week and a half prior to the race, an indication that I was worried sick of this new challenge.

I had slight thoughts on backing-out of Milo but when I recalled what Paolo said, it was definitely the right thing to do. Getting this (in the most sissy voice you could imagine) "Oooooh I don't know if I can finish 42k" thought out of my system was just something that I needed to do and yes, get it out of the way.

Pace Plan

Paolo and I planned to have a 1km @ 7:30mpk and 4km @ 7:00mpk for 3/4 of the race and then for the remaining 1/4 adjusting the pace at 4km to 6:45 then 6:30. Average pace would be a little over 7:00mpk which could bring us to a sub-5hour finish. Great plan, right?

"If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans." ---Folk Proverb


I carbo-crammed the night before the race (Chinese food at Shaolin Tea House) and ordered McDo Spaghetti for take-out as my breakfast (which I barely finished that morning). Nutrition during the race would be served by 4 sachets of Hammer Gel (I tried GU the weekend prior but it seemed that GU doesn't like me). I was confident that there would be bananas and gels to be handed out on the race course so I didn't bring much food.


Probably due to my last RudyB race (21k Freedom Run) wherein one water station ran out of cups, I decided to bring along my Nathan 1.5 hydration belt. As luck would have it, this was a good decision (again).

I ran out of Body-Glide so I resorted to the cheaper alternative: Petroleum Jelly. I can safely attest that after the race, I'm a PJ-convert from hereon!

So what happened?

I was 3mins off-target by km10 (1:13). The pace just fell considerably after that. It could be a combination of the increasing pain on my right forefoot coupled with the panic that I might run out of energy in the latter kilometers, that I resorted to run-walk as early as km18. At the halfway mark, my 305 read 2:37 ---way way (way!) off the 2:27 target. Paolo was way ahead by that time, probably 3kms ahead.

Summer wanted to make a last hurrah that day as the sun was starting to rise ---with impunity. It was so hot that all was lacking was the sand, sea, and especially the sea breeze. I would refill my hydration bottles at the water stations to be used periodically to cool my face, neck, and arms from the searing heat while I sip a few ounces from the available cups.

At that point, I knew that I had to kiss my sub-5hour wish goodbye. To put things mildly, I was in survival-mode.

I will run/jog but only for about 200-300meters then walk as much as possible. The bananas handed out by the Milo van and by the aid station (thanks guys!) proved that bananas REALLY ARE ENERGY BOOSTERS.

With a little over 7kms to go, I was at Roxas Blvd going southbound for the last turnaround point. Boy, was it hot! Almost every 42k runner that I saw at that point was either walking or at a very slow jogging pace (special mention to Roselle, Jet, Jayson, JP, and yes, even Paolo, who I met at that point). To be honest, I didn't really get negative thoughts of DNF-ing this race. I was slow but my spirits were still high for the following reasons:
  1. As this is my first marathon, there was no pressure on the finish time. Whatever time it will be, it will still be recorded as a Personal Best. Thanks to my wife on reminding this when I phoned her at km32. Sub-5 can be targeted on my next full-mary (Condura 2011? hehehe)

  2. New shoes. As spending is rather tight these days, I had to make a good justification as to why I should be worthy of buying a new pair (of Newtons? Hihihi). If I don't reach the finish line, then I would feel (a little) guilty buying it. ;-)

  3. I was looking forward to my 26-day recovery period. "Just a few more kilometers to go, and you'll finally get that "vacation" you deserve!" I told myself. The whole marathon-training thing has been taxing to say the least. It already came to a point that the last 2 weeks of training seemed to demand too much from my body, especially the long runs. So it's going to be a big relief once I cross that finish line. My aching body agrees.

  4. The medal. I psyched myself that although I was walking at that point of the race, I would find it unacceptable NOT to have a finisher's medal for all my effort (including the 12 weeks of training). Thus, it was only logical that I finish under 6-hours since I WANTED that Milo finisher's medal.

  5. My family. For the first time, my wife, two sons, my sister, and my Dad are all waiting for me at the finish line. I already coaxed my eldest 4-yr old to run with me at the last few meters leading to the finish arc. It's something that I would like to tell him and his grandchildren in the future. I might never get this opportunity to have all of them wait for me at the finish line. Thus, it was really a must that I finished not just for me, but for them.

So for the next 7kms, I was mentally calculating my current pace to a predicted sub-6 finish time. As long as I kept my pace under 10:00 mpk (yes, I was THAT slow), I will have enough time to finish under 6hours.

It turned out to be the longest 7kms of my life. Every water station had packed up except for that volunteer aid station with the blue Coleman after one of the flyovers (thanks a lot guys!). There was even this water station wherein only a pitcher of ice cubes were left. I was so desperate for water that I squeezed in a few ice cubes into my hydration bottle and just shook and shook until the ice melted. Voila, ice water! :D

At 2kms left, I came upon this runner who mentioned that he usually finishes a 21k under 2hours but was unfortunately affected by cramps. He could hardly make a jog but I still encouraged him to go (even though I myself, couldn't believe that 2km was such a loooong way to go).

By the time I reached the corner of the US embassy and Quirino Grandstand, I still had a healthy 10mins before cutoff as per my 305. However, this race marshal told me and another runner that there were only 7mins left. With about 800meters(?) to go, I just decided to go for it and ran as fast as I could.

I was relieved that the timer above the race-vehicle was sync'ed with my 305. I looked around the area and found them: my (moral) support crew. I immediately went for Lucas, my 4yr old, and we ran the last 10 meters to the finish.

Official time: 5 hours, 53 minutes, 21 seconds.

I escaped the cutoff time by the skin of my teeth.

my (moral) support crew


I'm still glad that I came out of this race alive. There are lessons to be learned, particularly in the training and race-pace strategy. Will I ever race 42k again? Yes, of course! But maybe not as often as I would do for a 10k/21k race. I've learned that training for the full-mary is very demanding. If you're body is not ready for the required weekly mileage, it is prudent that you beg off from joining a 42k race. I might keep my 42k races at a minimum, probably once a year. Doing it twice a year could be too much for me already. But we'll see....

But I have to admit, becoming a real marathoner has its benefits. My FB status of my marathon finish had more comments and likes compared to when I had my birthday. The comments, congrats that I'm getting here too at the office has somehow made me feel like a rockstar (there are only 4 of us in the entire 1,000+ employees who've finished a full mary).

Yup, I guess you can say that.

Marathoners ARE rockstars.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

The Spirit of the Marathon

Several days to the biggest day of my life, and I'm nervous as ever. 26.2 miles. 42.195km. Will I get to see that finish line at the Quirino grandstand where just yesterday our new President and Vice-President were sworned in?

Sunday will be a test. It will be a test if my 12 weeks of training will pay off. As I said previously, I often ended up short on the required weekly mileage. But I still found myself running the following week, eager to still try to complete the program required.

I was scouring YouTube yesterday to look for more videos of Ryan Hall and Josh Cox doing training to maybe inspire me going into Sunday's race. I did find one of Ryan Hall but I also found this movie trailer: The Spirit of the Marathon (2007).

I'm currently on part 2 of 10 of the whole movie thanks to someone who uploaded it on YouTube. I hope this helps add to my mental preparations come Sunday although I may have to edit some of them out like what Bill Rodgers said:

"Geez, this is really really hard.."