Where am I

Where am I ?
Betsy getting some sun
Over the Edge
 Trip and your gone 
Not South Africa 
Harvest time.
Talahib !
View from my office 
Round Colbert
Square Colbert.
Under Pass 
White Fence 
The View From my other office
The Perfect Meal after a Long Run Day Tutong ( Burnt Rice ) with Adobong Chicken.

So Where Am I ??

I am 52

Today I am officially 52 years old.  Still young at heart but just "slightly" older in other places.  I think this creaky body of mine still has a good number of years before I even think of slowing down.   More importantly, I find myself in a better place;  more content, calmer, happier, with a deeper sense of self brought about by wisdom garnered through the years from various experiences - a combination of mistakes, failures as well as successes.  In your 50's time is precious, so for now I will continue to enjoy this journey of life, to cherish and keep close that which is important, to always keep an open mind and a deep sense of gratitude, to welcome and appreciate new experiences that come my way,  and remember to always look at life with fresh new eyes... ( even if they are half a century + 2 years old ).

OSAKA 2015

Destination OSAKA for the Annual Concepcion Board Meeting 2015; an opportunity for the clan to be together once again and strengthen the ties that bind all generations because, at the end of the day, family is all that matters... and, of course,  sneaking in a few running adventures!
No Cherry Blossoms but still very pretty 
Sometimes even i question my Sanity. Running in the Freezing Rain
i love manhole 
FOOD !!!
Moshi - Moshi 
Excess  Maleta 

Sierra Madre 51050 Race 21 km ...... Make that 26.15 kms

When I was invited to join the Sierra 51050 - 21km, it was an opportunity I didn't want to pass up.  In fact, I was so looking forward to this race and was quite excited to finally run it.  As early as 2000, I would already hear some incredible stories about Sierra Madre, Quezon  with its breath taking views, snake-winding roads and cool weather.  It is also a prominent playground for fast expensive cars and big motorcycle bikes which I saw a lot of during the race.  Some bikers even called out my name who I believe are friends of my brother Robie, an avid biker himself. 

Running The Sierra 51050 really lived to its name with its endless lung-busting hills which, at one point, would make a runner  question his “sanity" as to why he is doing this.  I tried to stay focused  and strong all the way especially during the 19th km mark when a spectator shouted at me “Sir PAT pang 6Th place" which motivated me to push even harder and hopefully finish in the top 3.  Unfortunately, a CRUCIAL misdirection from a Marshall caused me precious time.  Instead of him directing me towards the finish line he told me to go further straight and as I got to the next check point another Marshal told me again to go straight.  It was only when a motorcycle biker approached me and said, “Sir, lampas ka na" that I had to make my way back to the finish line but only after covering a distance of 26.15 KILOMETERS !!!!   Naturally, I was a quite disappointed in the error made not only by the Marshall but also myself.  There really is no one to blame and I will just use it as a learning experience; something to remember in future races.  Besides, I didn't mind doing a long run anyway and I still had a great time running the Sierra Madre which I hope to do again next year.

Congratulations to Abet Ocampo, Running Atom and Rundevous Group.  Thanks again and will see you guys next year. 

The Snake Route of Sierra Madre
Cambodian Vines
All set for the Hills
Good Friends Forever.  Rene V. and Rash P. 
The Lady Champions - 2nd placer Rhina S. and  1st placer Rash P. 

Saw this silly sign :-)

Update as of March .05 ,2015

I recently received a PM from the Marshall of the Sierra 51050 Race expressing his sincere apology for mis-directing me during the race.  I feel it was a very noble gesture on his part and big of him to do so.  All I can say is....thank you for the PM,  apology accepted, no harm done.  Mistakes do happen and I guess the most important lesson here, one that we can all learn from is that -  “A true test of character is admitting and apologizing for ones mistake".

Running Tales # 6 : Running Wild

I have said before that I will run every chance I get, in any place, in any weather and in any time zone. That's how deep my passion for running goes. The only real tragedy when running would be if I no longer enjoyed myself.  I cannot deny, however, that my daily runs around my urban neighborhood has left me wanting.  In all my running years,  I feel like I have dodged enough vehicles, swerved around many pedestrians and  skipped over too many potholes as I make my way around the metro.  So just recently,  I decided to change things up a bit by taking trips out of the city and run ....into the woods.

Running in the "great outdoors" does provide an undeniable escape from what can be an otherwise stress-filled day.  It gives one the opportunity to trade-in the outside environment of cars and other city noises for fresh air and the sound of birds, bugs and trees rustling in the wind; to be running in mud or dirt instead of hard pavement; to be seeing clear blue skies instead of skyscrapers and dodging rocks and rivers instead of potholes and construction piles.  I find that the change of scenery and being closer to Mother Nature does provide a spiritual connection that is very grounding, healthy for the mind and benefits the soul. 

I wish we could have an oasis within the Metro, a naturally preserved park wherein one can just step into to run ( maybe even just walk or stroll ) and be transported into another world that is seemingly far away yet very close. And once we have rejuvenated our senses enough, we could just step out, ready to face reality and the challenges of the outside world.  Unfortunately, such a place does not exist nearby so for now, I will have to contend with taking hour long drives away from the Metro searching for an oasis to run. Unless of course I move to the "Boondoks", maybe grow my own food, raise chickens and goats, bathe in the river ----- and of course, run wild and free.  Actually, that's not such a bad idea after all.