FINISH LINES

I ran for 10Km last Sunday. And its so hard to describe how i felt when i reached the finish line. Its a mixed emotions of fulfillment, pride, joy, satisfaction....but in one word, it was such a GREAT feeling.

Before the big day:

Last saturday, i did a 'dress rehearsal' for my race..i put on the running shirt, my shorts, and my climbing shoes (yep, my running shoes gave in, soles were detached and there's no way i could buy a new shoes, so i had to use my climbing 'with lots of spikes' shoes). The only missing part is the race number hehe I practiced how i will run, when will i stop and how long will i run before resting. It was good. Finished 5Km in 30 minutes with 2 stops. Only then i realized, i was more than ready for the race.

During the big day:

I ate breakfast, waited for the bus for 10 minutes, waited for the train for another 10 minutes, then i reached the starting point with a banana on my left hand and a mineral water on my right.

Didnt bother bringing a bag so everything is in my hand and pocket. Oh and yes, I was late!! I was supposed to be there by 7AM but i reached by 7:15AM and because of that, I was not able to do some stretching. There were 6000+ women running for 10Km. All colors and races, sizes and shapes! Everybody was determined to reached the finish line as much as i am. I started conservatively...i even stopped after the 1st Kilometer and did my stretching. Weather is very very nice, not so hot and it didnt rain (not until i reached the finish line). Sad part is along the way, i saw some women who collapsed. And it scared me. I had to stop and be more conscious of my body and legs. So...it took me 1 and a half hour to complete the race. Not so good but not too bad either considering this is my first 10KM run. All in all, it was a good run, had a good time, and felt good afterwards.

Onto the finish line:

I was preparing myself to smile when i reach the finish line because they take a photo of all the runners who reaches the finish line and they publish it. But alas! when i reached the finish line, i couldnt even remember what i did or how i looked, if i raised my hand or if i did a thumbs up sign. I just couldnt care any less. The feeling of joy is so overwhelming, i even think i felt a tear in my eyes. Good thing i had my sunglasses, coz i dont want these people to see the puppy in me.

I know its just a silly 10Km race, not the real thing compared to 42 Km...but its my Race.

And i was able to finish it.

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Another Finish Line

My mom and my dad are about to reach their finish lines too...my mom couldnt take it anymore and my dad will never ever change. She finally decided to leave my dad. For good. She wont be coming back home. So where do we go from here? where do i go from here?

Dont ask me..coz I also dont know.

One thing i do know, this is the finish line i would never ever dream of reaching.

Ok...now that you know...


DON'T...
-call/sms/email me about this
-say things to make me feel good
-pity me


Your prayers will be appreciated though.