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Blogs > lemonrock > peace be with u


lemonrock 68M
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5/12/2009 7:58 pm

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5/13/2009 6:27 am
A Warrior’s Dream

A Warrior’s Dream


A forty- two kilometer race, or a full marathon, is every runner’s dream! Last Sunday, 10th of May, I ran my first full marathon. After practicing for almost eight months, I trained myself to run four times a week, making sure I covered at least a total of sixty (60) kilometers.

I was so confident that I could finish this grueling race. However, I did not achieve my goal. I felt heaviness in my legs after running twenty one (21) kilometers. I slowed down my pace, because I knew that this feeling is just natural after running more continuously for two hours. However, when I was in the middle of Kalayaan (Buendia) Flyover, the twenty two (22) km. mark, things went from bad to worse. My left leg experienced painful cramps that my right leg sympathized with so it also cramped. I slowed down and walked. With still twenty more kilometers to run, I thought of quitting right there and then to end my agony. But, the warrior’s spirit inside refused to quit so I continued walking and then tried running again. Other marathoners, tired as I was by this time, were already walking .

When we are reached Rockwell on Estrella St., the thirty two (32)km. mark, as I started to run, both legs cramped again, much more painful than the first time, to the point that I turned cold and my vision blurred. This time, my running buddies advised me to stop less something worse happen. Heeding their words of caution, I quit the race.

I was so thankful that my running buddies were there to give me their moral support. I salute you guys for your concern and I thank you for your help.

Last Sunday, I quit a race, but I didn’t give up the warrior’s dream. Yes, I will run again–there are more marathons, more 42 ks to aim for. I may have lost one battle, but I am determined to win the war.




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