by Rose Buenconsejo
My limit for long distance (slow) running is on an average of 13 kilometer (km). My beyond limit is 17 km. So having reached 17 km plus in Runnroo’s Tour de Cebu Stage 4 made me happy and contented. I was ready to quit but I thought ‘why not try to go a little further’.
Until I reached this place — Tingko, Alcoy, I decided that this is the perfect place to quit. I could just rest in the waiting shed right above the beach and wait for the others to reach Kilometer 100.
But Ayn and Fred were still determined to reach KM100, the finishing marker, by doing ‘power walk.’ Then, I thought, why not try it. It would only be 5 km more. I weighed, “What’s 5KM?” It’s just more or less eight rounds in our subdivision, which is my usual daily routine. Pffftt. Easy.
But I forgot to take into account that I was already beyond my limit. So the easy stretch, I thought, turned out to be a death march. And, here goes my last 5 km torture walk to KM100 along with pics
and love stories I took to distract myself from the pain / tiredness.
I usually asked Ayn and Fred to stop, smile, and take a pose — not because I wanted to take pictures of them; it was my way of catching up with them.
A few nice views. Well, if you’re tired, any view will become nice (like Ayn and Fred), and…
Any thing will become interesting — like how did the boat owner ever came up with WHITE BEAR as his boat’s name? Who ever wants to name his belonging White Bear?
Then, finally we saw the “Thank you, Come Again” and “Welcome to Boljoon” signages. It’s one of the most uplifting moments of the last 5 km because it meant we’re just 3 km away from the finish line!
Scenes from our last 3KM
When you see something like the one below when you are tired and tortured, it becomes more torture on how to resist it — adding salt to the wound.
Fred declared that he saw the KM99 marker. We were so happy to learn that we only have 1KM more to walk, and so we decided to celebrate by drinking ice-cold Coke at a nearby sari-sari store.
But upon a closer look at the marker, it turned out to be 98KM instead of 99KM. So much drinking for an advanced celebration, huh?!? And, just like that our celebratory mode went dead, and off we continued with our ‘death march.’
On the brighter side, it means 2 km more of beautiful scenes.
And, another bright side of it is that we got to exercise our creative sides — thinking of 101 ‘creative’ ways to distract our selves from the pain and tiredness.
At one point, Fred did a KPop number, and I was just happy to hum along (replay replay replay).
Sign of desperation? Will do any thing just to reach the 100km. Who knows one can create a new line of footwear in the peak of desperate moment.
If cars need a ride to reach their destination, I surely need one too. At this point, I fancy that someone would offer me a ride. I would gladly leave Ayn and Fred and their imagination.
Unfortunately, no one offered me a ride. So I just had to endure it with Fred and Ayn, and finally made my/our 1st 25 km-finish!
If Tour de Cebu Stage 3 was about being ’emotional,’ Stage 4 was about being creative. Now what are for the next stages?
(More pics from my cam of Runnroo’s Tour de Cebu Stage 4 here.)