Saturday, March 14

Malaysia Women Marathon 2015 - Woman's Way to Stand Up and Shine

My recent trip to Malaysia was more than just running a full marathon. It was one of my most memorable and meaningful travel among the many travels that I did in the past. More than being  reunited with many friends and gained few while I  enjoyed the local food, I was with Malaysia Women Marathon (MWM) on a  greater mission and that was to inspire women through my personal journey in life and running to go out and achieve their dreams.

Ultra running and high altitude expeditions are two things I never thought I will be doing. An interest that I never thought  I had,  thanks to the encouragements  and inspirations of my two good friends, Joy M and Mike W. I took the challenge 15 years ago,  right opportunity and right people came, and  here I am so passionate with it until now. I never thought time will come that I will be sharing my experience to others in a larger scale. I got invited to talk to small groups, opportunities to teach to those who wanted to start running or hiking but I never thought I will get a chance to share to an event as big as MWM.

Background
Despite the geographical distance, MWM has always been close to my heart since its inaugural race. Aside from the fact that the  race organizer has been a good friend and an inspiration,  this is a race for women.  Since year 1, I may not had the chance to join, I had been following the race, its pre and post Facebook and webpage posts.


July of last year, I received an invitation to be one of the Guest Speaker for 2015's MWM. With the theme Stand Up and Shine, they decided to feature Asian Women to be part of the Expo event. Together with 3 more ladies of great achievements in running, Aida Othman from Malaysia who lives now in Dubai,  Kelly Lim and Jenap Said from Singapore, I accepted the invitation.

MWM is not just a race but a 3-day event of festivities celebrating women's life more so that this year's race falls exactly on International Women's Day. The two day Expo featured several international races, running gears most especially for women, some activities featuring Malaysian women  passionate on active and healthy lifestyle and the series of talks about running which I was a part of.


My Personal Highlights on 2015 MWM
Radio Interview
First stop was the radio interview at BFM 89.9. Featuring several women on different sports in celebration of the International Women's Month, they made MWM part of the program having me as one of the several runners interviewed. This was my very first radio interview experience ever. Excited and anxious gathering my thoughts as I waited at the main lobby at BFM's office, thanks to the company of Maggie Kim Hong Goh, she kept my mind occupied. Until BFM's team headed by Angeline Teh led me to the audio room. They were so natural that they made the interview so light and comfortable for me that I did not realize we reached more than an hour already. Listening  to the recorded result was such a nice feeling.

Link of the Radio Interview: Run Girl, Run!!!!

Expo Talk and Panel Discussion
This part I was really nervous. Though I already got a glimpse of how  the venue will be the night before my talk and I prepared what I am going to share even before I left Manila, still butterflies in my stomach cannot be avoided. I will be the very first speaker for the day followed by my room mate Aida Othman (at first night). I opted to stay in my room hours before my talk, to prepare myself, condition my mind and make sure that everything will be in order. The company of Aida lightened the day and took away my nervousness.


As Karen called my name, the stage was now all mine. I was trying to get comfortable by moving  here and there as I started. There were few guests seated on the chairs in front, few of my Malaysian  friends were there too despite the heavy traffic and rain outside (appreciate that a lot) but the four corners of the pavilion filled with exhibitors and runners interested on the Expo Event were also part of my audience.

Slowly I got comfortable that I even went down the stage when  I realized my slide presentation has not been played. Sharing my Inca Trail Marathon experience was the highlight of my talk, being the most difficult marathon in the world. I was amazed with how my talk turned out, and there I conquered the most challenging part of my trip as I enjoyed sharing my experience.

With that,  I hope I was able to inspire women to take the challenge, face the most difficult race in their lives, not necessarily running the most difficult marathon in the world but by starting what they find they love doing the most.

The following day was sharing my Badwater135 experience as Chief Crew to my friend Kelly Lim from Singapore, afterwhich was followed by a panel discussion on the topic: Do women perform better in ultra distance races? Thanks to Sarah Joyce, a Triathlete, Publisher and Editor of Women's Running Australia magazine who shared the result of her PhD research about the same topic. She said, "If men and women finishing the same time in a full marathon, in a longer distance (ultra distance) women will most likely finish ahead than men." Why is that? Because of the powerful hormone estrogen that is largely produced in women that helps women endure pain, such as endurance running.

Link: Can women run better on a longer distance than men.

Fashion Show by Ash Be Nimble
The show featured a local creation by the ever talented young lady, an active and outdoor person herself so passionate about fitness, Hui Mathews. She designed and produced various outfits dedicated to active ladies in healthy lifestyle, runners, gym lovers, yogi, etc.


I ran with her the day I arrived Malaysia on her playground at Bukit Kiara. Before we hit the trail,  she handed to me  a pair of  her creation, an aqua marine colored top and a purple running shorts. We were just having fun on the trail for 45 minutes while Karen has to meet the official photographer of MWM. And before we parted ways that day, she invited me to be part of few Malaysian gorgeous women who will show case her creation at the Expo. Of course I said yes without reservation, such an honor to be invited. Thank you Ash be Nimble.

Day 2 of the Expo, we had to rehearse before the actual fashion show. Wow. The ramp may just be that short but really it was inspiring to be with the rest of the women of various backgrounds and sizes too. They are all gorgeous. Some are real models, others are mothers, the rest are single ladies but all are passionate of being fit and healthy.

The Fashion Show was attended by few top personnel of Tourism Selangor. More people came and the show was festive. With the narration of Hui herself, it was really fun. Twenty women including Karen Loh and one gentle man were just enjoying the show. I thank Hui for giving me the opportunity to do this.

Pacers in Skirts
One feature of MWM (which I found unique) was having male pacers in colorful running skirts during the race. They were male runners who  dedicated their day to be part of the success on every woman's dream of finishing a race, more so a full marathon for the first timers. Some of them were so used to wearing skirts already while others were a bit shy of showing off there legs. It was so inspiring to see them support the event when in fact they could have done another longer race on the same date. I found them very encouraging as pacers, they kept me up with my pace but at the same time they made the road more colorful.

Each night at the Expo before the day ended they were being introduced, a parade at the four corners of the  pavilion before finally going to  the stage, and asked what their strategy be. One Pacer replied, we will come on skirt to support every woman on the race day, for it is not easy to train, runners who tirelessly find the time to train despite the challenges at home and at work. They were the Most Wanted Men of MWM.


The Food
I never got hungry in MWM. From the day I arrived, until I left, from the kitchen of Karen to the streets and restaurants of Malaysia. I tasted lots of food that I haven't tasted or enjoyed eating before. Karen and few more friends  brought me to several restaurants and got me some local foods like nasi kerabu, asam laksah, some roti tisu and thosai, some biryani bukhara kambing, the beef and chicken satay, the Chinese food as well. Thanks to a lot to all. It was a never ending eating for me. And I enjoy the food so much.

But one memorable food adventure was with Aida Othman the night before the full marathon race. Saturday, we decided to go to the race venue, where international runners claim their race bibs, few expo items still on display and the set up going on. Hot and humid, Karen was still on her highest of energy being on the 3rd day of this event. We told her we can be of help on whatever things still needed to be done.


She brought us in one mission, to set up the several parking signage on different parking areas. With signage on steel frames inside her car, two speakers and one race director went around the place. After the mission, still no breakfast and lunch for Karen we decided to go back to the hotel and accompany her at the restaurant. With no intention of really eating a full meal (it was still early for dinner for us) we were just there, until she got a phone call, she needed to leave. We were left at the table, not sure what to do we decided to just eat. Enjoying the food that we thought was just the same menu as breakfast, only to find out it was not, we were just taking our sweet time. Until one waiter came to us and said, "Mam, five more minutes and we will clean the buffet table." Aida negotiated, we have a full marathon to run early morning later and we need to eat. He said that's the rule but we can get whatever food we want  before they clear everything.

And guess what happened next? We were having ultra marathon picking food that we thought we want to eat without us realizing we had one table full of food and another two small plates at the other table. It took us more than an hour to attempt to finish everything even trying to strategize how we can possibly do it, ice cream and noddle  alternating for a  variation. Until we gave up. Just cannot finish everything. We went to our rooms really full.

2015 MWM Full Marathon
Woke up by 3am, tried to eat but only two buns of small bread, ready to go, we  walked to the race venue by 3:45am. As we  got closer we can hear the festive atmosphere, Kunan's voice echoing on the streets of Shah Alam and Karen as well. We wonder did she even got a sleep. Few more minutes of greeting runners around, taking photos with the pacers and our gun start came. 4:30am sharp. I toe the line with over 300 full marathon runners, almost 40% first timers. Was just so inspiring seeing everyone so ready for this day.

I felt good despite the fact that I was a little worried on my over eating the night before the race. I did not have much expectation on my finish time. Haven't really got a solid training the past months. My thoughts, I will just enjoy the race, will try my best to follow  the 4:30 pacer, and hopefully can go for sub 5:00 hours. Still dark, I was just enjoying my pace. Running side by side with all female runners, it was fun to see male pacers on colorful skirts with balloon ones in a while. I followed the 4:30 pacers at first.  Was doing well, my first 10km was 1:00:56, not bad. The runabouts were good as I can see runners on the other side. I did not have problem with signages either. Water stations were stocked with all the freezing cold variety of hydration and some power gels and bananas at some aid station,  1 special station with water melon, chocolates, marshmallows and candies. There were also stations with salt water, the first race I joined that served such. The bands and cheerers at some distances also gave encouragements to runners to push a little harder. The gradual uphills on few parts of the race course  were good to give variation of the terrain.

I tried to hydrate as much as possible and ate small bites in between. But before reaching 20km distance, I can feel my stomach is not too well, I can taste the food that I ate the night before. I tried to stop at one portalet (portable toilet) to at least let out the food but to no avail. I continued on, having in mind the watermelon that I saw on the first loop.

I reached 21km mark 13 minutes after 2 hours. Still not bad. Still dark, I continued now on the second loop of the course with 21km runners already out. The first few kilometers got crowded now, so full of gorgeous  runners. I love the atmosphere, its just that I had to be extra careful as I now ran at the right most side of the area with traffic cone lane closed to vehicles for runners with right most lane open to vehicles. A little further, the street again was left to the 42km runners. I got slower now that  4:30 pacers were no where to be found.

I felt really weak, seemed like I did not have  enough energy anymore even if I can feel that  I still have lots of food in my stomach. I wanted to hydrate and eat but can only do so little. Until the 5:00 hour pacer pass by me, Jeff asked if I am fine and offered some power gel. I had power gel with me but  I just cannot take anything. Still hoping that I can move a little faster, and go for sub 5:00 hours I was already dragging myself. I drop by another portalet and tried my luck for the second time but still to no avail. I decided to just run thinking I will just push to the finish line.



The sun already up and shining bright, humid and hot, I was about to finish my second loop and do the small loop towards the finish line. Looking at my watch, I know I will be short a little over 5 hours.  I finally return to where we started, finished  2 minutes over 5 hours but no regrets.  I cross the finish line with big wide smile on my face, seeing Suzie around and my dear friend Aida who was there more than an hour ago.

We just stayed near the finish line watching with joy seeing different expressions on the ladies faces as they finish the race. Such a beautiful sight to witness. And I salute to each one of them for taking that step and finishing what they started.

The Counter Is Already Closed

And I though my adventure in MWM ended the day after the race, as originally scheduled. Time to leave with Karen who brought me to the airport, we left early.  On our way, we decided to drop by  Putrajaya, the home of the  Putrajaya Night Marathon. She showed me around and I was just enjoying the view, the big buildings, different bridges, I went down and take photos at some areas. Until Karen realized, looks like we cannot make it to my flight. She drove in the highway like mad woman, in full speed trying our luck.

As we arrive KLIA bringing my things I ran to the counter, it has been closed 30 minutes ago. We tried to negotiate, Karen called the office of the airline, but the plane is about to leave.  My very first time to miss a flight, an international flight. But no regrets, I was meant to stay two more days on this beautiful country and enjoy.

Dance and Celebration

And since my stay got extended, I got a chance to attend the post celebration hosted by the gorgeous MWM Ladies. Lots of food, drinks, lots of stories, we danced and sing. And as we were about to leave with the loud music playing, Claudia, the lady from Chile took  my hand for a dance. I am not really a good dancer, I mean, I can dance but not the Tango or whatever Latin dance. She taught me how to do it until I got the rhythm and the timing. God,  it felt good and it was  just like running, make the feet do the job.

The Trails
With Hui Mathews, I got a taste of the trails on the hills of Bukit Kiara. Lovely playground full of trees, over looking the city that is only few minute drive from where they live. Lucky ladies, I wish Metro Manila has the same.

And on the day before my re-booked flight,  Allan Lee brought me to FRIM. Together with his running mates we explore the trails of the place. Four men, I know they run fast, I was just taking my time as I enjoy nature and do my recovery run. What a convenient playground for running enthusiasts to do the daily mileage needed. I am having fun despite the one leech bite that I got. Good remembrance.


The Wings Behind MWM
True to its name,  Malaysia Women Marathon is headed by a woman of great vision with so much energy. With a goal of providing a venue for women who dream of starting to get physically fit through running, MWM provided an atmosphere that women will be  comfortable of achieving their dreams. Malaysia is one lucky running community to have an event such as this. Yes, anybody most especially women can just join any short distance races that they feel like doing. But in MWM, it takes care of those who needed assistance  especially the  first time runners to  be confident on themselves that they can do it. The running clinics organized on weekends, the long runs few months prior to the race, the open forum and consultations on issues of women while running, the proper running gear, are few things that the event provided to all women participants prior and even after the event.

Karen Loh is a Wonder Woman, will do her best to make things happen. A mother of two loving and adorable boys which she has to attend to their everyday needs and a household to run, despite all her domestic duties, she  finds the  time to organize the event to the best of her ability. I only witnessed the tip of the iceberg, arriving on the day before the start of the Expo Activity. She is a lady that never gets tired. Before the Expo started she has to make sure that everything was in order. During the Expo, she hosted the event from the time it opens until it closes for day 1 and 2 and at the same time welcome the guests and the VIPs, talk to the exhibitors and runners too. One can never see a trace of tiredness on her face nor on her voice. That goes for two days. And more so on the race proper until after the race.

Indeed, there is no limit to what a woman can achieve for as long as she wants to do it with all her heart and with so much passion. Together with so many volunteers and field workers, she made MWM a successful event.

This is a race that will go a long way on the streets of Malaysia. It may have its areas for improvement this year, but there are also lots of good points to be acknowledged and praised as well. With her positive outlook and very open minded to areas that needed to be improved for the futures races, MWM will surely count years as it continue to inspire women to go for their dreams, to stand up and shine despite the roles that each of us needed to portray. Congratulations to each and every lady runners on this event, thank you to all the pacers and volunteers, marshals and event logistics, thank you to MWM. Cheers to a successful 2015 event. We look forward to next year's celebration of Womanhood.

With that, for this year's race, I will be forever grateful to MWM for providing me the microphone to share my story and providing me the audience to be inspired. Thank you for the many first times that I experienced on this event. Happy running to all the Wonderful Women and Gorgeous Men too.

MWM 2015 Race Result - Rank74 (BIB#2062)

Sunday, March 8

Face That Fear - Mt. Maria Makiling - Reverse Traverse

I have a confession to make. But promise me not to laugh at me. I have FEAR  of heights.

Yah, right. From rapelling at one of the building in Makati University to wall climbing at Power Up Capitolyo to Silver City in Tiendesitas to Sandugo Wall in Market Market to out door rock trips in Wawa Montalban to Atimonan or Krabi in Thailand or Batu Cave in Kuala Lumpur or scaling the vertical wall of Mt. Guiting Guiting or that vertical drop at Mt. Mayon and before the Knife Edge of Halcon, promise I  always get that shaky knees and butterflies on my stomach. Only God knows how afraid I am and I know that is evident on my face.

Last Saturday, I face that fear again. Doing some trail running at Mt. Maria Makiling with a Reverse Traverse route, we have to go down the few rope segments which mostly used going up by hikers. Looks like we are the only one doing that crazy route. The risk is just really very high, with no life line (harness and rope used in rock climbing), I know I have to hold my life tight into the rope otherwise  my life will be at risk of one wrong move and if I can let go of my hand. With our lead, George, showing me how to do it, I just had to trust in myself and have faith that I can do this. Slow with every step down with so much care. Thank God, all of  made it through the danger part and through the entire run safe and injured free, I may have 1 leech bite.


Of the many things that I went through in life, be it literally facing that height on my expeditions and adventures on climbing, hiking, trail running or that moment in life that I just do not know what lies ahead of me, I just have to overcome that fear, face it heads on and trust that everything will turn out fine. As I always said to myself and to others, that which will not kill you will make you so much stronger. And that fear, that is just a false evidence appearing to be real. So no matter how scary that is, just face it.

Let your DREAMS be bigger than your fears, your actions louder than your words and your faith stronger than your feelings. Vision yourself to be in one of the most beautiful place on earth.

Sunday, February 22

Health is Wealth

Studies show that the prime interest of adults is their HEALTH.

Makes sense! With the many good things life can offer, who wants to lay sick in bed and pass away untimely? We have countless reasons why we want to stay fit and do within our means to extend our natural life span. We want to enjoy the fruits of our hardships in growing our careers, businesses, our families; we want to see our children grow and achieve their own dreams; we want to fulfill the purpose of our existence.

Like most adults, HEALTH is my prime interest so I started investing in it. I use superior health supplements and embrace them as part of my lifestyle!! I'm good! I'm feelin' good!!!


Im taking 13 vitamins, 13 minerals and 20 antioxidants everyday so I can keep my body healthy. Others take only vitamin c. "Health is wealth, friends." #health #wealth

Monday, February 16

Back to Basic - A Very Good Reminder

With my coming long race, I was left with no other chance but just this weekend to do my long run. Quite a tough choice, had  my Valentine dinner with some good friends who really wish I will  let go of my long run the following day. My heart wish I can stay with them as well, but really need to go. Half hearted I left Antipolo late giving me less than 2 hours of sleep before my Sunday long run. I just have to do this otherwise I will suffer running my long race two weeks from now. I am not expecting any PB but just want a decent finish.

Honestly, I haven't been clocking good runs the past 2 months, no decent and solid training runs and only come back to serious runs over a month ago. The announcement of an LSD from KFC Airport Road to Palace in the Sky Tagaytay via Emelio Aguinaldo Highway gave me an interest to join. I know it is an uphill route but I thought I will definitely survive on this. I just want to run that long no matter what my time will be.

Photo courtesy of Noel Ko
A change of starting line at Bamboo Organ I cause a little delay, thanks to my running mates for waiting for me, my fault I did not check the thread of comments. As we start the run, most of the time I was at the back of the group, there was only 4 of us, until we reached 19km. I felt ok despite my little push to keep up with the group. One of our running mate joined us (Dabull) coming from a 10km road race.  He decided to stay at the back as sweeper. I push a little faster until the first pit stop,  at Lugawan. Hungry. Been longing for the food and cold drinks. A bowl of lugaw with beef tapa and hard boiled egg plus 1 bottle of mountain dew. That energized me.

As we resume with our run, I was already at the back next to Dabull. Probably bothered with my running form, he finally said, with my stride, cadence, and form, I am consuming so much energy. He corrected me by a reminder of how it should be done: smaller faster strike while lifting each leg a little higher,  upright torso leaning a little forward, breath in from navel to chest and breath out synchronized to my stride, keeping in mind the one 2 three count. I know this before but when I am faced with so much pressure to perform better and faster all the more I go back to my original form.

After few minutes, I felt comfortable with my pace, feel lighter and more faster in speed. It is working. Still with Dabull at my back giving reminder on my form I continue on, his first suggestion of Galloway of 10minute run and a minute walk I did not follow most of the time. Hard headed student. But after some time I realized, a minute stop will break the routine and will give me the habit of consciously getting back to the right form. And I like it.

Aside from all the pep talks that Dagull give while we are on the move, he also takes time to teach me  on what to do while on pit stop, a little stretching on the legs and arms and sometimes do little massage on my thigh and calves. That really felt great.

Aside from the physical form, what I also like on this run is the company of Noel who is so concern with food and hydration. Thanks to him, we all are oblige to stop, drink, eat, hydrate, and rest. That I also was able to practice here. Lugaw, hard boiled egg, fudge bar, chips, halo halo and a lot of soda. (I know my liver is complaining as it is not used to soda anymore, thanks to Hepasil, I will just cleanse and detox for a healthy liver despite all the unhealthy drinks - soda, energy drinks, gels.)

The most awaited monument of Ninoy at  the Rotonda in Tagaytay may seemed to be taking forever especially on the slowly uphill route and the sun already comes out from an overcast morning,  I finished with a smile on my face. I learned a lot from this run. I gained my mileage for the week, but not only that, I also was reminded of how I should be able to maximize my energy in running by applying the right form and also taking the right food and liquid at a proper time. Thank you Ayala Triads, you all are the best.
 
Photo courtesy of Xenon Walde
This is what I missed in exchange of my LSD, the Pinto Museum

But its ok. There will always be next time for Pinto, thankful for being  rewarded with the beautiful view of
Taal Lake at the end of our long run


And a good Bulalo at Mahogany Market as our meal right after the run. Yumminess.

Thursday, February 12

It Runs In Our Blood - That Thing Called Genetic Weakness



“Your liver cysts is genetic, you got it from the genes on your father side. Most likely among the 4 female children that you have, 3 will have the same health concern.”

And it goes the same thing with a family that a loved one died of  cancer, diabetes, hypertension, stroke, etc. Partly WRONG. Genetic weakness only comprises 33% of having the same health condition as your ancestors had. There is still remaining 67% which comprises  your lifestyle (33%) and cellular supplementation and proper diet (33%). So certain disease that your family members died of can be avoided. The key? Take care of your health. Avoid too much stress; eat healthy food, exercise daily  and proper supplementation.  It’s always best  to stay healthy while you are still healthy, it’s always better to prevent diseases, than looking for a cure.

So even if a certain genetic weakness runs in our blood, I am praying that the cellular supplementation that we are taking now will at least help protect us from such diseases that Daddy, Lolo, Nana and other relatives died of,  will keep the cells of our body healthy and will protect from damage and degenerative diseases. With Essentials, Biomega and Proflanol C, plus exercise and good food, at least these will keep us from being hypertensive, keep  our cells away from cancer, liver concerns among others.

How about you? Have you given a thought on how to take care of your health? Take care of your body while you are still healthy and strong. Ask me how, I may be of help.

#HealthCoach
#TakeCareofYourBody

Tuesday, December 30

Ultra Thai Chiang Mai (UTCM) Zero Edition 2014 - Lost in the Mountains of Chiang Mai

"What to do when lost in the mountains of Northern Thailand?" - Go back to the last trail sign and hope that no encounter of  snake will happen again.

You read it right, I was off trail and lost from my group for more than an hour. Alone and without GPS, after sometime I realized I was on a wrong track. A downhill course I thought, I had to climb up and go back to the last trail sign that I saw. But at the same time I hope that an encounter of  a snake will never happen again. Day 1, on my way to the first aid station, with my team partner Pat and RD Seb, few meters ahead of me, I was greeted by a passing snake on a hard track trail in between thick dense forests. Big one, as big as my arm, more than 4 meters long, black and shinny. Poisonous or not, I was scared to death, good thing I look meters ahead of the trail and notice it a little over 3 meters ahead as it started crossing the trail otherwise I will be able to step on it.

I can say I was lucky to have been selected as one of the two runners that represent the Philippines to be part of the Zero Edition of the Ultra Thai Chiang Mai (UTCM). And lucky that Race Director Seb decided to make Philippines as one of the country that will join the pre-race  or the Zero Edition race.

UTCM Zero Edition is an inaugural 150km trail race that started in Chiang Mai and finish at Chiang Dao after the ascent to the peak of the place. Participants were composed of 10 teams of 2 from 10 countries that were invited to participate in this 3-day staged race.

First Stage: 55km / 3,200m elevation gain / Summit 1660m
Second Stage: 43km / 2,200m elevation gain / summit 1,360m  
Third Stage: 52km / 3,300m elevation gain / summit 2,100m

Dare to Do Beyond What is Ordinary - My UTCM Journey
UTCM was my culminating race for year 2014. Knowing that I will be with a small group of runners, I left Manila with so much excitement despite the uncertainty of what will happen to me in the race. Though I was with my Race Partner Pat (Kirk Patrick Ang), I opted to travel later than him on my own. This time I used the locals' mode of transportation. With my backpack on, upon arrival at Suvarnabhumi International Airport I took a map then rode to train. After  3 transfers - 2 train rides and a city non aircon bus, I reached the Central Bus Terminal in Bangkok which will bring me to a 7 hour bus ride to Changmai. I already did a long bus  trip in Thailand before, going to Krabi, in Tonsai, more or less I already know what to expect on the travel by bus. Among my many travel abroad, Thailand has been one of the most organized and efficient land transportation system, wish it will be the same in my country.

I arrived Changmai bus terminal early in the morning, 2 am, it was cold. Thought of staying for a while at the terminal until after 2 hours  I figured out taking a taxi than a tuktuk will be safer for me to do on this foreign land. Locals can speak English but not all fluently. By 4:00am I finally decided to take a taxi to my hotel.  An easy place to look for despite that it was still dark,  but the hotel was  closed, unlike the hotels in big cities that front lobby opens 24/7, unfortunately here, it was not the case. The place was quite, nobody around was awake. The reception was closed. Sorry dear. But that was all fine with me. What I did? As I thought I should need more  sleep, taking out my malong (blanket) I rested my back at the stairs at the front lobby of the hotel  until slowly the daytime broke. That was few hours of sleep as well. Thank goodness it was just safe to sleep outside, on the floor beside the street.

Upon settling at my room, I decided to take few more hours of sleep. Before lunch time I was finally reunited with my teammate, Pat. It turn out we will be on the same room. Great. The rest of the day was spent going around the quaint city of Changmai, meeting few of the runners and finally attending the race briefing in the evening and meet the rest of the team. Glad to know there was another female runner joining this adventure, not only me.

Race Proper
Day 1/ Stage 1: 55km, 3200M+, 2800-, Summit 1,660MASL

The 20 runners plus few support crew running with the group, Race Director Seb and the Logistics Team with the Photographers left the city after an early breakfast and went straight infront of Chang Mai University, the starting line of the race. After few group photo shoots, final instructions and reminders, at exactly 6:30am the epic adventure started. Facing the big mountain from the flat road at the starting line,  the team headed to a big climb few minutes after the start, it slowly leave the road which now climbs the mountain slopes of the place entering the forests. Beautiful dense forest after which it passes by a community again. The group was divided into 3, the fast, mid and slow runners where I belong. Three aid stations of over 10km distance apart has been set up along the route. Passing by the temple, the community can be a good chance to replenish hydration and food supply.  We pass by local houses until we leave the civilization again heading to the forest. I run a little behind Pat, with RD Seb as the sweeper. 

Hard packed tracks in between dense forest, green every where as far as your eyes can see. And before reaching the first aid station which was the 14km mark, there my encounter of a snake. I was really pushing myself as Seb run ahead of me with Pat until I noticed something shiny moving. Then I realized it's a snake. I freeze to death but then again I had to compose myself and think of what to do next. Left alone on the trail, I had to survive. Don't panic, stay calm and let the crawling creature pass. I should not agitate the snake in order not to be disturbed. The few minutes really was like a long time watching him pass by my sight. After a while and I was sure that he was nowhere to be found near me,  I run with all my might without me realizing I already reach the  aid station at Ban Khun Chang Khian vilage.  The team was still there.  I replenished water, took  cold soda and few food.

RD Seb reiterated that we should so out team  now.  I tried to cope with the last  team's pace but still on the tail end. I was with RD Seb most of the time sweeping me as I pushed to the peak of this course, 1,660MASL. Relentless uphill was a big  challenge but each of us was always rewarded with beautiful view and the green scenery was just so relaxing for me. I pushed up to the second aid station, at Queen Sirikit Botanic Garden, the 31st km mark of the course.  Runners were provided with buffet lunch with all the condiments including fruits and sweets as dessert. Amazingly surprised by the services of the logistics team on how they were able to make arrangements on providing us more than enough nutrition and hydration just for us to be well nourished while on the trail. As the team was about to leave, just right after  I arrived at the aid station, I opted to stay with the logistics team and proceed straight to  Ban Khun Chang Khian village, the finish line for the day and the community where the team will stay. The warm welcome of the local community who prepared the food for the team and the hospitality of the family who gave me warmth for the night was amazing. The village was now far from the busy life of the city, with no electricity and power supply, we enjoy the pure beauty of nature, the natural music of the insects and cascading water of a nearby water falls.

Day 2 / Stage 2 - 43km - 2200M+ 2100-, Summit 1360MASL

After a good night rest, we faced the new day with excitement. Tired maybe from yesterdays climbs but strong enough to face the day's challenge. My host family prepared hot chocolate for us before we headed to the starting line where we had full Thai breakfast before the start of day 2. It was cold, and still dark.

By 7:00am we were released for the second day. This time, I had in mind to keep the pace with the group. I was doing well, indeed I was enjoying the company of the team. From the village we go uphill to the vegetable plantation until we slowly enter the dense forest again. The steep ascend comes early part of the course which we have to deal with. Then slowly we went down passing by another community and villages. I was with another runner on the road section until I run ahead of him when I did not notice any  left turn trail sign. I went on running the road, a little steep descend on a winding road, also seeing orange cloth (which I thought was a trail sign) tied on the trees beside the road. All along I thought I was on the right course until I realized no one catch up with me, which was quite unusual. I got puzzled and suspicious that I got lost  for I know others behind me run faster than me on  day 1. My instinct said I should go back, backed track was what I did.

I had no other choice but to go back to the last trail sign that I saw along the road. Too bad, what I went down I will now go up. I cant do anything about it. Until I reached where I miss the trail sign on my left. I remember pulling something from my hydration pack on that part. The trail went inside a rough road with bamboos on the side. I run as fast as I can. It has been almost an hour since I got off trail. Until I hear a car coming, to my surprise, it was our support vehicle. One runner got injured that needed to be brought to the hospital. Without any option, I needed to join them. The second team of runners already left and the car came back to look for me. Reaching the 15km mark at Pha Daen Village, after getting hydration and anything that I can eat, I hop into the car and went with them to the hospital. As we were away from the civilization, even with the community around, there is no hospital nearby. We had to travel back down the nearest town after more than 30 minutes of car drive. It also took us a while in the hospital, needed to buy few medicines then proceed to the next aid station. We had to wait for the team to arrive.

 Skipping the 25km aid station at XC Left Tha Pha, we went straight to Ban Mon Ngo, the 35km mark. It was a small village with warm locals around. They served noodles which we happily had while waiting for the runners. A little longer just when we decided to run to meet the incoming runners, the first few runners arrived. As the last batch of runners arrived,  I joined them towards the finish line. It was a good run with the Malaysian Team, Ray and Khairi. We were just having fun in the trail enjoying nature's beauty as the sun was about to set. Really a nice open trail to enjoy the beauty of nature. Until after few kilometers, RD Seb catch up with us, he just wanted to make sure that we'll not be lost in the junction. Even with the GPS that both Khairi and Ray had, we got the same reading on the same perpendicular trail. Seb waited for the others at the junction while we proceed just to make sure that other will not be lost.

Finally, we arrived at Ban Kio Bua Ha village. The team of fast runners were already clean and have eaten while there were few runners while accounting each one got off trail and still out there even if they left ahead of us.  Thank goodness we did not get lost. I can't afford to be lost the second time this day. Lots of Thai food available as we settled on the tarp where we can rest for a while. Warm atmosphere exchanging stories with locals, runners and logistics team while replenishing food and hydrating before changing camp clothes. Yummy food. As the evening unfolds, a bonfire was set up. We settled on our individual foster homes who will be our family for the night. Water was provided where we can clean up, rest a little and have dinner.

We were on the same home with the team from Singapore and we enjoyed the night with them.

Day 3/ Final Stage- 52km - 3300M+ 3600M-, Summit 3200MASL 

The final day. The team left at Ban Kio Bua Ha Village at exactly 7:00am. Determined to keep up with the team. I was pushing myself with the group together with RD Seb. I love the trail, from the camp where we slept, was a rolling trail. But  before we went down to the river,  I fell face flat on the ground. All of my teammates were alarmed, including Seb. And he jokingly said, hopefully that will be my last share of disaster for the day, as I always had the past 2 days. I wish the same as well. I stood up still in one piece and no bruises or sprain from the fall, thank God.



We continued on to the dense forest,  green scenery as far as your eyes can see. We descend to the river bed, with water flowing but passable on the side where getting wet can be avoided. The group went up again on the rolling trail on the mountain slope, until we met few tourists who were heading somewhere which they were saying we were almost there. But really just seeing other people especially encouraging you is such a big help of boosting my morale to just push a little harder. Until we went out to a hard track road. We reached the first aid station, at Kup Kap village, 15km mark of the race a little over 3 hours. Replenished water, soda, and water melon. This part was where I stole the freezing cold coca cola of Ray from Malaysia.  Ahead was going to be a long stretch of uphill again.    A rough  road first which we had to tackle before it goes back again to the forest down to the waterfalls. The way up was a total challenge, a relenting never ending steep ascend. Just as each of us thought that we were almost at the peak, we still  had to tackle few more slopes before finally reaching the peak. This part was just really very challenging,  catching our breath for the climb was just really energy depleting. Bushwhacking on the side as we go for the final push on the first peak just simply shows that this place indeed is not commonly used by the locals. The view at the top was simply breath taking. But we had to hurry and go down the other side of the mountain. Direct descent, we had to cling our lives holding on to the bushes just not to fall, until the trail is runnable again. As we run on established trail now, until we finally reach the road where the next aid station was located.  30km mark at Ban Pakhia. We ate our lunch, a small community where children and villagers were amazed with our presence. We left as a team, run all the way to the rough road. Never ending rolling up and down. This was only a 10km distance but really it was just taking forever. Early on, Seb already informed us that we cannot go to the summit of Chang Dao anymore. All of them were already ahead of me. I was just running on the rough road, with big pine trees inbetween. Beautiful place. Until I hear a car, could be a sign of community or something but still no sign of finish line. The finish line is at the base of the mountain. Until I finally arrived. There were only 4 of them who went up to the summit and the rest stayed at the base. Finish line finally. What a great feat it was.

Challenging course but all worth the fun with the people from different countries.  A well organized race, all runners were well taken cared off, instructions were clear for every body's safety. Trail were well marked, logistics and aid stations were equipped and prepared even on emergency instances. We are all excited for the First Edition come December 2015. But this is also a race that preparation and intensive training is needed, both single and staged race. With the elevation profile, this is one tough race to do, and in a single staged race, it gives me goosebumps thinking how one can tackle the night at the middle of the jungle vulnerable to wild life especially the snakes.

Salute to  RD Seb for coming up with a tough race and the rest of the logistics and support team for taking care of the runner. It was one well organized race.

So the question is: Will I do the First Edition? Thinking it now gives me goosebumps but Yes, why not. We can give it a try. :)


 
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Additional Information - Facts about the Zero Edition of Ultra as narrated by my team partner
Kirk Patrick Ang
Race Mechanics
-Seb wanted it simple as possible so it was 6:30am-6:30pm every day for 3 days -essentially 12 hours max, sunrise to sunset.
-No night running for safety concerns
-There were 3 groups throughout the day with appropriate leaders for each: fast, mid, slow
-If you cannot make the cutoff (which at some point has happened), you are asked to stop at a checkpoint and ride to the end point and continue the next day. Seb reasoned that he could not ask the other runners to run slower and risk their safety
-Cutoff times were usually 2:30-3:00 hours for every 15km
-Handheld GPS units were mandatory with all 3 days' gpx tracks preloaded. Watches, while allowable in addition to the handheld GPS unit, cannot serve as a substitute. While the tracks were well marked, there will always be instances where we get lost (which has happened due to human error from fatigue, and multiple junctions / parallel paths). In that case, always refer to the tracks on the GPS

Logistics
-Checkpoints were at access roads where the support vehicle can pass through, where a local store is present, or both.
-Lunch was always at CP2 (30km or halfway for the day's run). Ample supply or water and energy drinks (or Coke if it was available) from the local shop or brought in from the nearest available one.
-Communal dinner every night
-Each of us were given 10L bags to put our stuff in. We could retrieve these at the end of the day after completing our run, and had to return them to the support vehicle next morning before the next run starts.

Mandatory Gear
-The usual list for ultra trail runs. the bulk of the weight was the water supply which was a minimum of 1.5 liters at all times. I carried nearly two liters of fluid at all times, a quarter of which was sports drink, and found myself nearing empty during the hotter segments around noon or early afternoon.
-We were able to get by carrying less layers due to the mild weather in Chiang Mai as rainy season was already over. Waterproof layers would be needed in the Cordilleras as the weather there is more unpredictable.

Community
-All of us stayed in the designated locals' home at the village where the run ended for the day. Seb actually paid the locals to take us in. This has helped garner their support in realizing that run tourism can actually generate additional revenue for them.
-We ate breakfast with the families we stayed with, prepared by them.
-In taking a ground up approach by engaging the locals, it has helped with access to private local lands where the tracks cross (which on on more than one occasion meant directly cutting through the field of a local plantation)

Terrain
-Similar to the Cordilleras. There were sections that mirrored the trails of Ugo (Itogon side) and the ascent to Ampucao from the TNF100 section
-Mix of technical singletrack, jungle sections, numerous shallow river crossings, dirt access roads for vehicles, narrow forest trails, dense undergrowth, possibly as much as 20-30% of the 150km distance in concrete roads to connect the trail sections.
-Steep ascents and descents. Up to 1000meter climbs over 2-3kms and similar descents.
-While the overall elevation may be lower than UTMB, it may be more difficult due to how the sections are cut (sometimes straight up as opposed to established hiking trails or simply not runnable). This was brought up by Sylvain, a Spanish ultra trail runner who has ran a lot of races all over the world.

Funding and Organization
-I believe Seb actually nearly funded the whole thing out of his own pocket, which included our hotel stay in Chiang Mai, food and lodging during the days of the run, hiring a support crew at least 5 people to take care of us, plus the vehicle rentals and gas used in all of the days. The only things that were sponsored were the bottled water and locally branded energy drinks.
-He had Serge, a french race director, fly over from France to oversee and observe us as this year's feedback would be needed to improve on the first edition of UT150 next year
-Vincent, a professional photographer from France, was also flown in to cover the whole event. He was present during the start and end sections of the trail, as well as any sections that could be accessed by car.
-Seb personally spent 2 years exploring the local trails prior to edition zero, cleaning them, and marking the race route 1 month before our run.

UT150 Project Goals
-edition zero as a testbed and marketing tool for next year's race. They have plans to be featured in Asia Trail magazine and other publications
-1st GR footpath in Asia using the same route, plus several connecting tracks in the future
-organize a UTMB/UTMF-level race starting next year
- become part of the Ultra Trail World Tour within 5 years

Thursday, October 23

Anteloop100 2014 - A Test of Honesty

My Analogy. God created the world, and He give the people the free will to do whatever we want. It's all up to us if we may do things according to what we perceive as right or may do what probably could be wrong. I compare this to Anteloop100. The Race Director created  Anteloop Race, with no one at the critical and turn around points to check on the runners, it's all up for the runners to do what each one knows as the right trail, the right turn around points. Given that,  it really is all up to the runner if truly he went to the designated turn around point, follow the  right trail and follow the rules.

The Race. Hundred kilometer trail and mountain race. One big loop of 50km and 2 small loops of 25km traversing the mountain ranges of Bataan going to the foot of Mt. Natib. 28 hours cut off time, 10 runners showed up, 8 male and 2 female. That includes myself.

Race Proper. A race like no other. Where on earth will you find a race that the Race Director will open his vacation house for runners to stay hours before the race and clean after the race? None that I know of or those races that I joined. And all the food before, during and after the race is all prepared on their kitchen and shared by everyone at their common dining area. Lucky to experience such.

Majority of the runners on this race had run either the two or one of the 50km distance on the two separate races that has been held few months back before this race. I did not. But since I am looking for a race that will coincide on my birthday, I decided to join despite my being unfamiliar with the place. My only goal? To be one with nature on my special day and enjoy the moment. Indeed, after gun start even with the unknown I was just enjoying my adventure. The first 30km I was with few runners most of the time with instances that I am all by myself. Not knowing where exactly to go I asked those whom that are already on their way back, where exactly the turn around points, until it dawned to myself where the direction the race will be. Taking pictures on the turn around points which I was all by myself.

Lost countless times,  I finally went back to the 50km transition area earlier than I expected. It's now time to tackle the first 25km of the remaining 50km distance of the race. I was all by myself this time, until I reached the bottom of the valley, pass by the only house with the owner around. With little day light left I push to tackle more distance but to no avail. I am lost. This time I get confused on where exactly to go. Without me knowing I crossed a wrong river as I track back the trail hoping to get back to the house after my 4 times of calling the Race Director, I said to myself I need to think and use my common sense, use my instinct and get out of this forest before it gets too dark. But still to no avail. With headlamp on, I think again, back track and hope that miracle will happen. To my surprise I was back to the house. The owner too got surprised to see me back after hours I passed by his place.

I beg him to show me the right way. Too kind of him to say yes to my request. He is concerned of my safety not from bad people but from the possible snake encounter. When we reach the place where I cannot find the right trail, I finally knew what went wrong, I enter a wrong trail. I thanked him and begged him to go back but he said he will walk me through the forest for he cannot imagine me alone in the dark. If a snake will bite me, I definitely will not be able to get help. I did not argue any longer.

Going back to the transition is now all uphill. To my surprise, a light is visible ahead of me, it's my friend Atty Myk. We tackle the remaining kilometers to the transition area. On our last 25km loop, we were just too sleepy and we cannot find the trail, lost together until we saw another light, from another runner. With only 5 now on the field as the rest decided to stop, I am determined to finish the race no matter what happens. Lost of where the trail going down is but finally find it, we just push a little harder. Tired, sleepy, hungry, we have no other option but to push further.

As the day time breaks, still on the second loop, our time is running. But I said I come for a 100km distance, no way I will not finish it despite running beyond the cut off time. I cross the finish line finishing 100km distance 4 hours beyond cut off time. I am happy, I achieve my goal on this race, running 100km on my birthday with a bonus of having an instant date. Lucky to be with the companion of Atty Myk who accompany me all through out the race. Cheers to 41 years of great life full of fun and adventure.
 
Five finished the race, 3 within cut off time, 2 beyond cut off time. That includes me. So is ones honesty being tested? I really do not know. As for myself I know I run 100km distance and even longer counting those that I got lost.




 

Monday, September 22

Have Faith


Sometimes I feel frightened about what may come next but I embrace the uncertainty. I'll allow it to lead me places. I'll be brave as it challenges me to exercise both my heart and my mind as I create my own path towards happiness. I will not waste time with regrets and will spin wildly into my next action. I will enjoy the present, each moment as it comes because I'll never get another one quite like it. I will remember every moment.  If I should ever look up and find myself lost, I will simply take a breath and start over. I will retrace my steps and go back to the purest place in my heart...the place where hope lives. I'll find my way again. (Thank you Ed.) ♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡

Sunday, September 21

A Weekend Well Spent

After last week's chaos came order.
I was down with a flu since Wednesday, my system just really got so low as an effect of my busy hectic days earlier under a damp weather. Tried to uplift myself but it was just hard when I was physically struggling. Appetite on food was gone, lost few more pounds that I am back to my college days weight now.  Three sleepless nights but forced myself to keep a normal schedule on daytime until forced to stay home Friday, typhoon Mario brought so much water that it got the streets flooded again. Despite my unwell condition I had to monitor the water level, thank goodness the rain stopped and water subsided.

Saturday was still gloomy but finally streets were dry up. Had to go out and see my dear friend and her little angel, to bring the Usanimals to her and I have been longing to spend some time to both of them. Over a glass of juice at Seattle's Best we were just there spending quality time talking about life and lessons learned, adventures and aspirations. I am always happy to spend time with this two lovely and adorable persons.

A sweet surprise before my day ends,  I spend another quality time with my travel partner, my climbing buddy, my  friend Zean. Its been awhile since we see each other. Catching up is always fun, how things had been, things we look forward of doing in the future together, races, big climbs, travels, adventures. God, those few moments where I can talk anything to this wonderful person. That made my day.

Sunday, I forced myself to go back on the road, trying to bring back my rhythm  despite my not so well condition yet. The first 10km was fine, not fast but just enough for me to sweat the bad vibes out with the company of two friends. But the next 10km was a struggle, I had to keep my pace with the group. Hydrate, take solid food and watching how I feel, I constantly check. I know I have to  stop if I feel dizzy or nauseous or weak. Thank God I did not. And what made my spirit alive? An outdoor climbing wall. OMG. I never been to the wall for more than 3 years now and I am just glad Sir Jimmy take the time to wait for me and to Urban Peak especially Chito for allowing me to climb despite my being unprepared.
 
I may be burned but I am happy.  Thank you Dad. Will always be grateful.