February 25
My wife woke me around 6AM. She thought that I will be traveling to Bataan early for the BDM 160 race.
Prepared my things for the race. Double checked everything (so I thought).
Reached Bataan around 5PM.

February 26
I FORGOT MY TEAM BORING SHIRT!!!!! x_X
Taped my feet as I planned to not wear socks… (bad move)

Km 0
As usual, Team Boring was early at the starting line.

Having a grand time with the same faces we met last year at the BDM 102.


Forgot to stretch!!!
Race started at 5:45AM. The halimaws went for it…
Me, Poj, Doc T, Gab, & Doc Abe paced with the rest of the runners who maintained a slow pace.

Around Km4
Tapes at the back of my foot started to fall off. Doc T, told me that it’s already bleeding.

Around Km10
Re-taped my foot. Wore socks. Called up my wife to update.
Drank Gatorade blue. Tried to put cap back on… my cellphone… =p

Km20-Km49
Did not rest long at pit stops. Grabbed cups of fruit cocktail and continued to run/walk.

Km50
Still strong at this stage. Team was on time based on our agreed pace.
Ate, hydrated & charged my Garmin.


Re-taped my foot. Sir Jovie, asked me if I was alright. And I said I’m still good.
Did not changed shoes,socks & shirt.
Team took off again at the 8th hour of the race.

Km60
Felt muscle strain on my left foot. Rested for a bit while the rest of the team took off.
Edwin suggested that I change shoes. I lost 30mins during this rest.

Km65
Medics were behind me. I asked if I was the last runner and they said yes.

Km66
Another runner passed by me. So much for being the last runner.

Km69
Got Gatorade from the support. But after a few meters, the pain from my left foot became unbearable.

Thoughts popped up…
Me1: “I know I can do this…”
Me2: “Yes, but you could die.”
Me3: “Wag naman die.”
Me4: “O sya, sige lumpo lang.”
Me5: “Di ako pwede malumpo, kailangan ko pumasok sa office bukas.”
Me6: “Ayos! So ano desisyon mo? Malumpo, mamatay, o makapasok sa office bukas?”
Me7: “Next year ko na babalikan yang Buckle na yan…”
Me8: “Di mo na sinagot yung tanong…”

So with that… I signaled the medics that I’m quitting the race.

Texted Cindy to inform Sir Jovie that I DNF’d at Km69.

Did I cry at Km69? Hell no!

Sa ibang kilometer na ko umiyak! =p