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