Showing posts with label Bohol First Ultra Marathon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bohol First Ultra Marathon. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 23

First Bohol 50-Miler Ultramarathon 2012

After I join an ultra run in Cebu early this year,  I thought it would be nice to run on each province that belongs to my home region, Region 7. There are only 4 provinces anyway which will not be too difficult to complete, though I know having such race in my own home province is something that I do not see  will happen in the next few years. So when I see a post about Bohol Ultra run, I really want to  be part of the race. But that did not come easy though, I have to consider few things: the expenses, the time that I will be away, and the distance, it's going to be an 80 kilometer road run with 15 kilometer uphill on the last 30 kilometer part of the  course. With so much deliberation, me and my friends decided to join. 

I come to the starting line really excited. But  behind my excited face with endless smiles, honestly I am scared. This will be my first time to run this long on a  road, and I feel I am not on my best running shape at this time. Again and again, just when I am going to run an ultra for the nth  time I have  again my monthly period, and on it's heaviest day. I know most of you heard about  my story  about this  before and yes it happened again. I followed my usual routine, prepare the usual stuffs  that I should carry with me while running but just few minutes before the gun start, I can literally feel the heavy flow. I know on a normal situation I need to change right away otherwise I'll have stain but at this time with few seconds  left before the gun start, I just cannot. I just hope I can hang on til the next stop. This will be another modess moment race for me but despite that I still instill in my mind that my motto at this time will be 'no matter what the situation is, just enjoy the run and go with the flow.'

Go with flow here we come. After the gun start, as all the runners pass the starting line, I just take my own pace, until we reached the intersection just few meters from  the start, most of the people in front of me turn right, which I also did, until somebody from the crowd behind us shouted it should be the main road on the left, ooopps...it's a wrong turn, now goes our go with the flow motto, make your own flow when one cannot see the flow anymore. From then on, I become conscious of what direction the runner in front of me will go,   to make sure that I will not make a wrong turn again. 

It was a great evening, the sky is clear and the stars are out but there is no moon. Thanks to the street lights and the lights of the support vehicles  to most of the runners plus my headlamp, it all help illuminates the road that give us enough light to see the road ahead of us. The first two hours, I was pacing with a runner that is running barefoot, literally he has no shoes. I like his pace and I just enjoy every minute of it. Many support vehicle knows him and every after few kilometers one vehicle is waiting for him as his supporters will hand him bottle of water. I keep with his pace, I feel safe running with someone on those dark parts of the street and especially on those houses with dogs that keeps on barking. But despite having no sun, it's just too humid, I am drenched on my own sweat, after more than 2 hours of running, I can now feel I really need to look for a toilet. Though it's still dark and I still cannot see the paint of red on my legs, I can feel it's really time for me to change. In a town like Panglao, there are  just  very few gasoline stations that I can use the toilet, houses are closed, it's the ungodly hour of the morning. When I saw one bakeshop open I asked, but they do not have rest room. Few steps after I saw a man sitting on the bench, with out hesitation, I asked. Thank goodness he is kind enough to offer his place. I finally changed the resume my running. I know I am now behind.

I continue running now most of the part alone. I can feel my legs now start aching, even if I already changed napkin, I can still feel the discomfort, but those are nothing compare to my fear every time I pass a house that has a barking dog at the side of the road. OMG, I can find ways to surpass all the challenges on this run but not the dogs. Several times, I have to wait for a runner coming just to have somebody with me while crossing a house with a barking dog. I know I wasted so much time on that but really, I thought I'd rather sacrifice my time than bitten by a dog. 

I was glad to I finally get out of Panglao area and soon about to cross the bridge towards the mainland of Bohol. It is still dark but the street lights of the city are close enough to each other that I can run even with my headlamp off. And I encounter the first aid station as well. There were just few  aid stations though, good thing I brought with me a much bigger hydration fuel with my food,  I had enough  to sustain my hydration and nutrition  before reaching the next aid station. As the day light breaks, I move further away from the city going to the several municipalities of the province. We are greeted by the beautiful scenery of the place, green trees, wild plants and flowers, old wooden and modern concrete houses, the coast line, the islets and  the mangroves, the hills and mountain tops. We share the road with cars and other vehicles but not as crowded as that of a city road race.

There is one thing I realized doing  this long distance road run though,  despite the beautiful scenery I find it challenging to entertain myself  running on a long  never ending flat road ahead,  flat as far as my eyes can see.  At some point I wish it will change to an uphill or downhill road,  or a curve to the left or to the right.  I always prefer variety of terrain. In moments like this it's where I bring out some of my food, when I started to get bored I bring out my spicy roasted peanut and boy bawang to keep myself busy.

Reaching the several aid stations is a big relief, I can replenish a cold water, have some solid food and go to the rest room and change sanitary napkin. Though towards the last part of the race, there were just few aid stations on a long distance apart. It's on that part that  I wish we have a support vehicle that will make sure we have enough supply of liquid and solid food too. When it rained, runners with support vehicle changed shoes to slippers, when it got so hot a support vehicle with buko readily opened for their runners really made things different. But at some point when I run out of supply of water, I have to ask water from a support vehicle parked waiting for their runners to arrive. On areas that has community and has stores, I drop by to buy cold water and other drinks, buy medicine and rice as my breakfast. It matters a lot to have solid food while running. I thank those support vehicles who are kind enough to offer their supply to runners like us who are self contained and rely the remaining supply on the aid stations and the sari-sari stores.

The last 30 kilometers is a combination of uphill  minor downhill and flat road. I welcome the uphill with excitement,  the road  covered with man-made forest  is really beautiful. I thank for the down pour of the rain, it cools me after several hours under the heat of the sun and I did not mind the heat of the sun  up to the finish line.  Towards the end I got blisters on my feet, my right ankle hurts, the chafe on my legs, on the garter of my tank top really hurt like hell. But this does not stop me from moving. I did not expect such difficulties to pop up but it happened and I am just grateful I am able to deal this difficulties and manage to finish cross the finish line with a smile. Seeing the magnificent view of the amazing chocolate hills is just a great feeling crossing the finish line with a time of 13:27:28:95 with a bonus of placing 8th on the Women's Category.  Touring the scenic streets of Bohol by foot is a great way to spend my weekend.

Hats off to all the runners, running long distance on a road is a challenge, I believe every participant who make it to the starting line is already a winner. Congratulations to the organizer for a successful event. Thank you so much to the volunteers and support crew on the aid stations, you have been a great help to each and every runner especially like us that do not have a support vehicle.  Thank you to Dr. Bon,  to his Mom  and the medical staffs for making sure our dear friend will be able to recover and be home in Panglao safe.

Next  race King of the Mountain 4 Lakes/Mt. Ugu 100.

Pictures: Bohol 50 Miler Ultra Marathon


 

Thursday, March 15

Booked...OMG

Really an OMG was just my reaction, I booked three tickets for my travel on the next few months, 2 international and 1 domestic. I really do not know if Ireally made the right decision, just when I said I will lay low a bit yet here I am again. So many plans to do so many things. But really this takes me a lot of thinking, how I really like to do it that I just decided to....book.

For India, of course this is for my La Ultra,  I need to book it otherwise rate will be much higher than what I can get at this time. Among the many travels that I have and will have this year, this is the most unexpected of all, going to India. Been wanting to visit this place but there was really no concrete plan until my friend invited me to be part of his support crew. Now that gives me enough reason to go and visit India. And not just that, I can also run, not the longest distance on this race though but long enough for me to enjoy the place. Excited for it. 

Jakarta, Indonesia. I haven't been to this country and I've been wanting to go there. But I thought if I will visit this place, I want to maximize my stay there. I can only do that if I will be with my friends who do the same interest as myself. I heard they booked a flight, did not know it at first. Since  then, been on a watch out for a cheaper fare and this time comes. I think this will be my chance to get a cheaper fare. We think of doing is to skyrun at Mt. Rinjani and a visit to Comodo Island. That would be exciting and fun to do.

Bohol, who can resist Bohol, I thought. The place is just simply beautiful. I hope to enjoy it. What I am not too sure though is if I will enjoy what we plan to do on this place, to do the First  Bohol Ultramarathon. Not decided yet if I will really join it but if I will I hope I can finish it on cut off time.

Friday, March 9

Here I Go Again - Another Ultra on the Making

When I saw a post on this race, my feet is itching again, I really love to do it for so many reasons despite the fact that this will be a longer distance, on a road, on a day time and will end on an uphill elevation. It will be another 'goodluck to me event' but  despite all that I thought it would be nice if I will be able to run in Bohol. For one, I love Bohol, the island is just facing my home province.  I've been to the place on my elementary days several times many decades ago and I haven't been back to go around lately. And I guess this will be my tour of ultramarathon on my home region, Region 7, the second province that I will run  an ultra after running the All Women's Ultra in Cebu. Isn't that a nice one?

Elevation Chart from Panglao to Carmen Bohol
I let go of the thought of joining when we really cannot find a cheaper plane fare. I myself thought it will be cheaper to just join the 100K Benguet run a week after this schedule. This could be an option for me to have a training run for the month of May. 
At KM0, the start of Bohol 50-Mile Run
 But who can resist the beauty of this place, as the post of pictures  are just like taken straight out of a postcard on the FB page of this event comes every now and then, it dawned on my mind again, I guess I can stretch a little and be part of the event.
 

At around km 20 - by the bay
 The pictures are just really very appealing that we thought of making a way how we can save, how we can cut expenses just to be in this event. One afternoon I had a lunch with my climbing buddy and as we update each other, it turn out she's from Bohol though they don't have the ancestral house anymore, she still has an Aunt who is used to just a phone call from her that a friend is staying for a night or two.
At kilometers 26 to 30
 It seems like the universe conspire, could this be a sign. But ofcourse the plane fare did not go down, all the more the cost goes higher. We have to give it sometime again, discuss, do research on the net again to find a cheaper ticket.

View at Sandugo Monument - part of the Bohol 50 Mile Run
Trying to justify what could be the best option if not joining this race, where else do we run. We thought we can always let go of the idea of doing it this year and hoping to do it next year when such event will be organized.

Man made forest at kilometer 60
 Until after so many discussions we give it a go by purchasing first our ticket. This is just very hard to decided but we want to do it. We think if ticket will be purchased then we will be obliged to register.

an old church
Having purchased our plane ticket, we now have to register for the race. But that did not happen soon. It also take us sometime to finally decided that we will really join this race. An 80 kilometer run with an uphill route around one third of the route could be very challenging.
chocolate hills, few meters to the finish line
Can we really make it to the cut off time of 15 hours given the fact that this will cover the day time until 3:00 in the afternoon on a road. That could be very hot. Having that in mind we just hope for the best on this race.  
probably few more steps to the finish line
We think, could this really be a training to a race more hotter that what we will experience here. A Sahara Desert Run or Atacama Desert Run probably, we are not even sure of that. All we wanted now is just to experience this race.
I wonder upon reaching the finish line at 3pm, how hot will it be the
And hope that we will reach this marker on time and still on our best shape. I know this will not be easy but we will hope for the best and prepare for the worst. We have more than a month to train for it anyway. So, Bohol here I come, I guess.

Note: All pictures are from the Wall Photos of Bohol Ultramarathon 2012 at fb.

Wednesday, March 7

I Have to Choose

As I said, early part of this year I cannot even think of what my plan of activities be, I need to lay low a bit and to save. But as months slowly come, many unplanned travels happened, many events being joined and many races has been finished. All I can say....My God....

And most of this are runs, I thought this will just be my training and part  of  my preparation to my La Ultra trip, not as a runner but as a support crew. At least I will be able to pay back my sponsor by being physically ready to the responsibility that is expected of me on the event. 

But of course along the way I have to balance between my obligation at home and spending my resources on what I really love to do. There are so many things really that I love to do, my wish, if only I have the resources I know I will do all of it soon. 

Just today, I purchased my ticket to India, availing the promo fare makes it cheaper but of course it still has a cost. And aside from this I have to decide of purchasing my ticket for Bohol for an ultramarathon this coming May. I've been wanting to do this race, this race being held on a province which is part of the  region where I grew up, I really want to do a  run on the island. I haven't really purchased the ticket but I know I have to soon. And need to register as well. 

And there is an audition of the Amazing Race Philippine edition. Very tempting to join, though I am also considering so many things. So many what ifs, can I really leave the office that long if in the event that I will pass the audition? But the thought of doing it is very enticing. My God. All the more I got encouraged when my suppose partner give it a go for this one to undergo an audition, then my friend Rica who is the culprit of it all said, 'what's to lose if you'll gonna try it out on step1, just step 1. It's an opp to travel (I believe they cover the travel expenses of the participants) and use your skills.' My God.....here we are again, as I read the rules, the requirements of the race, my free spirit is full of excitement again but I know I have to think this so many thousand times. Here I am again. 

One thing more, when I saw Augusto's post of Mt. Aconcagua today, it just reminds me again of my dream of going back to this huge mountain. This beautiful picture just brings back good memories and give me the motivation to work for it so that someday I can come back. 

And there's Ilocos Ultra, Guimaras Ultra and I know there will be many many more. I just have to choose and it will be my choice which one I should decide to join and give it a go.