My Greenfield Sundown Race

Last night was my second time to join a night race, the Greenfield City Sunset Run held at Sta. Rosa, Laguna and it was fraught with both excitement (running on a new course) and chaos (having to run side by side with vehicles). While the first night race i joined, the Urbanite Run held last year started way after the onset of darkness, last night’s (or yesterday afternoon) race started even before sundown when the heat of the sun was just starting to recede and traffic within the vicinity was starting to grow.

June and i arrived at the Paseo de Sta. Rosa at about 4:00pm after almost 2 hours of travelling from Quezon City. Traffic was moving for vehicles travelling to the south but the gridlock started to appear while approaching Greenfield City and it took us another 30 minutes before we could park in front of the commercial center. Good thing we left early to anticipate the long travel time it would take to reach the venue.

We met up with our group of Betty, Tonette, Mel and his wife, Yhet and other hoards of friends. The mood was festive amidst the humid and dusty conditions as we jogged for several laps around the grassy part of the square.

Before the start of the race

Our group: Betty, June, Mel and Tonette waiting to start

We started the 21k race at about 5:30pm, running in mostly cemented roads inside the Greenfield City Parkway, past a hotel and 2  hospitals until we crossed the main thoroughfare of the Sta. Rosa-Tagaytay Highway leading to a vast, mostly undeveloped subdivision area with open spaces and wide cemented streets.

The route is flat and fast and in some portions of the highway, huge speakers were set-up to provide music and energize runners. BDM finisher Mel, who did the pacing chores for us led our group during the first kilometers into a fast clip, way too fast for all of us as we ran an average of 6:00 min/km and hit the 5k mark in exactly 30 minutes! We sort of panicked as none of us has run a 30 minute 5k going into a 21k race! Mel, now used to our invectives and other forms of verbal abuse whenever he leads us too fast, tried to slow the group down into a manageable 6:30-7:00 min/km pace as we still had 2/3 of the distance to hurdle!

After the first turn-around mark at 7.5 kms, we sort of drifted away from each other as we were now in our own paces with Mel, who now couldn’t control himself and have to run ahead while i followed at 120 meters behind, then Betty, June and Tonette trailing our group. I was running with James (journeyingjames) but he too had to cut loose and sped away.  At the 15km mark, we were back inside Greenfield City and were directed to a new highway and entered a residential park called PRAMANA, an upscale residential subdivision. It was like being led into a “runng tour” of the premises with tree-lined streets and newly built houses. I didn’t mind much of the surroundings as i was more concentrated on my breathing and sagging running form.

Soon, we reached the second and final turn-around bend at about 18kms. At this point we were now competing for road space with  motorists who were driving againts us as we had to dodge them by running in the middle of the road or taking the dirt-trail edges of the streets to avoid being hit! Their headlights provided our lights as it was pitch dark around the area. It was like a run for survival as we had to get away from the area fast and avoid smoke, gas fumes and other pollution that affected most of us.

I was very tired and almost exhausted at this point as water have ran out at the last 2kms. I was now struggling and paying for the fast paced running we did during the first 5 kilometers. Good thing i was now inside the parkway where vehicles were at a minimal. The last kilometer was probably the longest kilometer i have ever ran as i was nearing exhaustion and the road seemed endless. At the final straight, i trudged to the finish, blinded by the strong flood light that was hitting my face as i crossed the finish line with a number of runners.

Walking at the finishers area afterward, my arms tingling and my legs cramping from exhaustion and dehydration, i was both elated and dissapointed. I was hoping to achieve a sub-2:20 but finished with a time of 2:21:36, almost the same time i did at last Sunday’s 21k Earth Run.

There are many instances when, despite our best efforts and thinking that we had achieved a PR, our bodies have limitations and restrictions to drown our ambitions. It might not be a perfect race but nevertheless, it is the thought that we gave it all our best that remind us why we all love the sport. Our sheer determination has pulled us through and with this, we are all winners!

Here are some of our pictures at the race:

Before the race with Carina, Yhet, Mel and Roselle

Tonette in the middle with lipstick, blush-ons and all, ready to face battle!

At the start

With James (journeyingjames)

June, crossing the finish line

With Madz, Roselle and Chris

See you at the races!

Of Cardiac Hills, Trails and BJs

It was an auspicious run to start the New Year! When the 35 of us runners decided to tackle what is known as Cardiac Hill at Sta. Rosa, Laguna, little did i know that we would be running on trails, dirt roads, unrelenting hills and that we were sharing these trails with bikers.

While the trails, located just past South Forbes Golf City is originally a bike trail, it offered many runners who have not experienced running on trails the opportunity of hitting the off-road dirt paths, inner rural roads and experience the tranquility, beauty and fresh air of moving through nature.

Paseo de Sta. Rosa

Doc T, Emil and I arrived at the Paseo De Sta. Rosa at about 4:30am with our usual running group from takbo.ph. The drive from Quezon City was quick and snappy as the South Luzon Expressway was still deserted at this early hour. we had light breakfast first then prepared our hydration belts with Gatorade and water.

I had worn my red Nike Human race dry fit shirt in anticipation of things warming up and had to stack another bottled water in my belt bag, just in case. I brought some chocolates and a GU and was ready for the long haul.

At the start, Paseo De Sta. Rosa

Short briefing from Brian

While waiting for the arrival of others

The first 2 kilometers followed the road inside the South Forbes Golf City. I was with the group of Doc T, James and Rico at the tail end with our escorts, Chelly and RJ who were riding mountain bikes. James had to make an early pit stop so Doc T accompanied him to what looked like a clubhouse so i was left with Rico and the 2 bikers.There was some confusion on what route to take as the lead runners overshot the course instead of turning right on our way to Cardiac Hills.

Rico, with flashlight in tow tackling the hilly portion of South Forbes

Jon's friend

The hill was probably the high point on the course and it was about 300 meters of straight uphill which many of us walked half-way through. We were exhausted but exhilarated when we reached the top. We had our picture taken up there and it was all fun just to be able to make it there.

Atop Cardiac Hill

Cardiac rest!

Getting ready for some more running

Start of the trail

Earl, Lorie & Carly

Dyule!

Pineapple plantation

6th km trail

The techni-kulay runners!

Had any of you had a BJ while running? Before our run, Doc T mentioned that he would have a BJ when we reached a certain section of the trail. I knew he was kidding but when i half-seriously asked if there was a brothel somewhere on the route, he laughed saying that there was a nipa hut where we could stop and buy fresh BJ or  “Buco Juice”  (Coconut Juice).

At the BJ station, finally. Aleth and Emil

Rodel with his Coco-gato drink

When we continued running downhill towards the boondocks, we encountered children who had a mantra every time we passed by them. They would say “Good Morning!” Seems that the front runners would greet everybody the same and when it was our turn to pass by them, the children would automatically initiate the greeting! We would then acknowledge them.

By the 5th kilometer, we came about the first of the trails until we reached the nipa hut with an old man selling fresh BJs. There were heaps and heaps of the coconut fruits strewn in the ground and one has just to buy from the old man and he’ll crack it open for you with his bolo. The scene could not have been more humorous and the funny thing did not escape us when the old man was also selling Gatorade (placed inside an improvised cooler) on the side. Selling fresh BJ side by side with Gatorade? Amazing!

Mang BJ doing his thing

The future Mang BJ!

Near the 10km mark

Tackling the uphill

Doc Eire and Ellen in a manger

The rest follow suit

Dirt road at the 15k mark

Last trail stretch

Last stop over at Tagaytay highway

We finished our 20km run in about two and a half hours and we were back at Paseo De Sta. Rosa. The post-run activities were now familiar: the runners described their ordeals, round and rounds of more picture taking, munching on breakfast and the usual ribbing and cracking of jokes.

Enjoying breakfast at Jolibee

Not one runner seemed unhappy about anything. There were no complaints about the heat of the sun, no excuses about pains in the legs, just all good vibes. I felt the camaraderie of one another. Absent are the distractions that sometimes interfere with the enjoyment of running. It was just a bunch of runners, a scenic but challenging course, a tremendous day.

We even got a mini “loot bag” of chocolate pretzels! Thanks, Junrox!