Then I told them I still haven't seen Jaymie. I don't remember anymore who informed me that Jaymie was just standing right behind me!
Like a fairy godmother whisking her magic wand, I turned around and there was Jaymie, together with Jay, the Honorable Doc Doray and JunC!
Two weeks ago I was in a room filled with Kapuso stars and I must admit I was thrilled.
But the excitement in finally meeting the runner bloggers is beyond comparison.
I felt like a teenager again in close encounter with my first love!
We had a lively chat (thank you Jay for the very kind words) and though I still wanted to stay and share more stories, the emcee started to count, signalling the start of the 15k race. I said good luck to all of them and made my way out of the pack. I was almost tempted to run the 15k just to spend more time with you guys but I'm glad I didn't.
I tried to look for my cousin Jun but he was nowhere to be found (I found out later that he positioned himself at the front row). Thank God I again saw Baby, Bro. J's swthrt. I desperately needed someone I know to run with me for the first kilometer.
I wasn't prepared for a hilly route. The KOTR was almost flat from start to finish. No sweat. This time, I almost gave up, for I already felt the soreness in my legs. I told myself I will just try to finish the race, no matter what the time. The most important thing is, I'll finish it without any injury.
And by God's grace, I did it!
But when I woke up this morning, my whole body is in pain. I remember the Triathlon Ad on TV:
"The human body is not made for this kind of sport. But the SPIRIT is!"
Watch out for Part 3 . . .