A Run for the Pasig River

 

 

November 8, 2009.

 

My eyes fluttered open at 430 AM because it was the day of the Pasig Run.  Our company registered for the 42K relay marathon.  “Ms. Susan” volunteered my participation and I couldn’t decline.  Anything extra I can do for the team would be my pleasure –plus it being for a cause to save Pasig River, I can’t find any better reason to join. 

 

 

It was a fund-raising event for the rehabilitation and restoration of Pasig River. 

 

The running group had a preliminary meeting and the runners were free to choose the points they wanted to take.  I volunteered for point 11 to point 12, from Rockwell entrance gate along JP Rizal street to Robinson’s Pioneer.  It was the only point I was really familiar with.  Unbeknownst to me, it had an uphill stretch. 

 

 

There was a point in time where I was a total gym buff.  After work, the ritual is to go to the gym 3-4 times a week.   At times, I’d even go during lunch break just to get a quick workout and get my adrenaline pumping.  Running the treadmill and boxing were my favorite.  I also enjoyed lifting weights as long as my trainer was there to assist.  Interestingly, I haven’t gone to the gym since the start of 2009.  It’s been almost a year since I last did any workout.  I think I can attribute that to burnout and mental/emotional stress at work.  De-stressing at the gym used to work but I feel so drained sometimes that it also manifests physically.  Therefore, I generally do not have energy to burn at the gym.

 

 

I didn’t have any practice run at all.  It was literally my first exercise of the year.  I arrived at Point 11 at 530 AM, 40 minutes earlier than my supposed schedule, so I can run around, warm-up and stretch.  It was tough, like waking up a polar bear during hibernation.  I couldn’t get my vigor going.

 

 

635 AM, 25 minutes later than my expected run, my teammate appears and he accompanied me during my run since 2KM felt so short for him.  I paced myself and didn’t attempt to outrun anybody.  My teammate was 5th to arrive at my station, which means there were more than a dozen of people (at least that’s what it looked like when I left) waiting for their relay tag at the station.  Admittedly, I brisk walked the uphill part of the run.  I know that I’m going to be out of breath if I pushed it.

 

 

I think I finished my run in 11-12 minutes but I can’t be too certain since I didn’t have a watch.  What I was certain was, my heart felt like it was going to burst even though I cooled down.  The chest pain was piercing but it eventually vanished after a few minutes.  Thank goodness that the team left for the next runner and did not see –or that would have been quite embarrassing if I wasn’t able to control the pain and started wincing there.  

 

Despite that, it was such a good workout and a great event to participate in.  The Pasig run marked my very first workout of the year.  It was also awesome to perspire that much again.  Other than cooking, I once again recalled how therapeutic running could be.

 

Our group finished the 42K relay in 4 hours 13 minutes, not bad when the estimate is 5 hours.  Mizuno ruled the 42km relay race with Army second and PNP Special Action Force third.

 

This Weekend in Events Album

 

FHM Sexy Poker Night

 

I see Texas Hold ‘Em Poker as a card sport. 

It involves a lotta ball muscles to call a bluff.

 

Thrill.

 

What does the 4th and 5th street behold?

 

Cry me a river.

 

Gambling is indeed sexy. 

It became sexier when FHM and Premiere Condoms hosted a poker night at Metro Card Club.

 

Here’s a photo essay of the happenings at the event.

FHM Sexy Poker Night

 

Photo Credit: Mario Mundo

Metro Card Club

 

April 25, 2009

 

 

 

 

 

My Friend Maddie

My Friend Maddie

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One of the Funnier Dealers...

One of the Funnier Dealers...

 

 

One of my top three favorites

One of my top three favorite beauties

 

Fireflies and Whale Shark in Donsol, Sorsogon

 

March 1, 2008. CW and Oli arrived at my place around 10:40 AM and off to the airport we went for our 12:45 PM Cebu Pacific flight to Legaspi. CW had planned this since December 2007, although I had reservations about going in March since Butanding traffic is more frequent in April-May.

 

 

 I was supposed to include CW and me last year with Pebbles and her group, but was too late to book anything so we were left behind.  On the way, I realized I forgot my ID and didn’t have any sort of identification with me since I didn’t bring my wallet (paranoia of getting my bag stolen again). I immediately called my mom who said she’d bring it to the airport. 12nn, we arrived at the domestic airport. The Saturday traffic was heavy and we barely made the time for check-in. I couldn’t move pass the guard since one has to present an ID along with the E-ticket. Good that one of the guards actually helped us out by informing us we can get ID verification in the police hub nearby. That’s what Bubba and I did and made it to the check-in.

 

 

 

 

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Since traffic became worse and I know my mom, even as Schumacher driver that she is, will not be able to make it before boarding so I called her up to tell her to not bring it anymore.

 

 

 

 

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Boarding. I was excited since this is the first out-of-town vacation I’ll have with CW’s whole family. The group made up of his dad, mom, big bro Oli, lil sis Jayme and Jayme’s boyfriend, Fidel. There were a lot of foreigners on the flight, French, Koreans and Taiwanese. I’m glad that our tourism is really booming now. WOW Philippines is really doing a great job promoting our local spots and abundant resources.

 

 

 

 

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50 minutes later, we were in Legaspi. We hired a private van for transfer to Donsol, Sorsogon. 2 hours of bumpy and winding roads, we finally set foot to Woodland resort, our home for the next three days. We settled in and rested. 630pm, we had to hire another van to take us to the place of fireflies, which was a 15-minute ride away.

 

 

We arrived at a small barrio, which is consumed by darkness. This is the first boat trip of the group. All 7 of us fitted in the boat with 2 guides. The van and boat cost was PHP 1,800. The guide informed us that the storm of the past weeks made such a catastrophe to most of Bicol. There were several landslides where one actually destroyed a huge cement bridge connecting that barrio to another barrio.

 

 

 

 

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Streaming along Ogod River, it was totally dark that it gave me the creeps. The only light available is moonshine and the light from the small lantern of the boat. I couldn’t see the river and felt like we were in a swamp and swamp creature might appear any time. 20 minutes to the ride, it wasn’t awful sea creatures that greeted us. Fireflies started appearing one by one, two by two… even in small numbers, the flicker of red light they bring mesmerizes you.

 

 

 

 

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We were supposed to have passed by mangroves but we only viewed the silhouettes of it and nipa huts. Then they appeared. This time, in clusters. They literally looked like embers of burning wood or mistake it for fairies in a consortium hovering the trees. I felt like I was sprinkled with magic dust and hauled to fairyland. It was enchanting to see the trees glow like cinders… like some magic was sprinkled to them. Cluster and clusters of fireflies drifting in their own chosen tree tops. The feeling was really indescribable. It’s similar to seeing live Christmas lights that can swift past you –and a few did. It was like seeing the burning bush. They flickered in the dark. Their light –a yellowish reddish fiery glow.

 

 The fireflies are rightfully Donsol’s No. 2 attraction. It is quite an experience on its own. We got back to the resort around 830 PM and ate our first meal in Woodland restaurant. We had chicken curry, calamares, chicken adobo, shrimp rebosado, chopsuey, and two other viands I don’t remember. I showered and by 10 PM, I was already sleeping ahead of everyone.

 

 March 2, 2008. The grand day we’ve been waiting for to meet some whale sharks.  We walked on the beach past two resorts and reached the Butanding Visitor’s Center of the Donsol Tourism Office. We registered and paid the fee. We rented masks, fins and snorkels outside for PHP 300 a set because we only brought two. The boat costs PHP 3500 and can hold 5-7 people. Our boat had two Butanding Interaction Officers (BIO) who are trained to serve as your safety guide in the water and one Butanding lookout who acts as the spotter of the whale sharks. We had to watch the Butanding DVD in the center as our “briefing.”

 

 As we perched on our spots on the boat, the BIO instructed us on how this will roll out. We have to wait for their signal when to jump off the boat. Pebbles reminded me before to NOT hesitate when they give the go-signal. Appropriately so, the Butanding at human sighting swims away fast at times. The BIO said that since the Butandings are part of nature, there is no guarantee that we’ll get to see one. 810 AM, we docked off.

 

 

 

 

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2 hours later, still no Butanding in sight. We did see five or six flying fish skipping on water every now and then. A few skipped a long distance, which was quite impressive. Close to 11 AM, our spotter shouted at the BIOs. The other boat saw a Butanding. Our boat veered toward their direction. I was so excited!!! I’ve been excited since last year. The boats were scrambling. CW pointed to a shadow on the water only 5 feet away to our right. My blood started to rush to my head. For some reason, something distracted me on my left so I looked left. Two flying fish skipping together parallel to each other in complete unison on water –for a moment, I stared at them flabbergasted. I wish somebody punched me on the face to go back on track with the Butanding. When I came to my senses, I immediately snapped my head back to the direction of Butanding, which was in an instant, GONE. S-I-G-H.

 

 I can’t help but laugh. Or let myself punch ME in the face. I missed it. And the first batch who jumped in the water (first three: Jayme, Fidel and Oli. 2nd batch: CW parents and us) didn’t get to see it either. It was only the people from the first boat, who spotted it that was semi-successful. By 1 PM, we submitted to defeat and instead decided to go snorkeling in an area where there are corals and fishes. The BIO checked the area but due to the landslide, the water was still not that clear and it’s hard to see even with the mask. Dejectedly, we retreated back to the resort. On the way back, we negotiated with the boatmen for another try the next day, Monday, which is supposed to be our return flight to Manila. Since there is cost to them, they asked us to pay an extra PHP 2,000, we begged off to an agreed price of PHP 1,500. We all decided to leave earlier so there are fewer boats around.

 

 

 

 

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March 3, 2008. 7 AM- dock off from our resort beach. 2 hours later, to our chagrin, no Butanding was spotted at all. I busied myself in the book I was reading –trying not to look at CW’s face. I felt so bad for him because between us two, he was so hyped up about this trip and more of the animal lover than me. He loves all sorts of animals and acquires some sort of bonding with them even only newly introduced. I was scared that I might get all broken up when I see his sad face (and of course, I didn’t want to be emotional in front of his parents. I have to uphold my tough cookie image). But even without looking, I can feel his disappointment. Surprisingly, he was disappointed but not so crest-fallen. I presume it was because the time spent in Sorsogon was time spent with his family –the most important people in his life. And any amount of time –whether having fun or waiting around, spent with the people you love – are moments to treasure. No matter how ordinary it is, it becomes a memory to behold.

 

 Bonding with CW family and Fidel made the trip worthwhile (even if I was asleep for most of the trip, haha –I felt so mentally tired from the week at work). I wish I were able to interact more with them than sleep though. Anyhow, the fireflies were good enough of an experience. We even got to hold one (don’t worry we let it go and was careful with it. I hope we didn’t violate any conservation guideline or something)

 

 

 

 

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White flag up. I just entertained myself with spotting pink football-size jellyfish as our boat swerved back to Woodland resort.

 

 

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