It’s my first official long-run. Though, signing up for a five-kilometer run doesn’t seem long enough for some, it was for me just the right first-time experience. My other brods were running the ten-kilometer, twenty-one and the full marathon.

My running partner and I were running at our own pace, enjoying the crisp morning air, and taking in the scenery. A few hundred meters into the run, however, we approached a fork in the road. I couldn’t understand what the man directing the runners where to go, was saying. I thought to myself, nakakahiya naman kung ‘yung mga bata ‘yung sundan namin. Instead of following the little school kids, we followed the police academy cadets who were chanting throughout their run.

It turned out to be a pleasant mistake as we ended up running the 10 kilometer route! Since we weren’t psyched to run ten kilometers, we couldn’t sustain our pace, so we slowed down and walked quite a number of times throughout the course. We reached the finish line after more than an hour and forty minutes. I don’t really know how runs are gauged to say if it was an okay time. It seemed okay to me.

After cooling down at the track oval for around an hour, we proceeded to have an early lunch at a steak house within the freeport. We drove around Subic for a while after lunch, before heading back to our brod’s quarters in Binictican Heights. After napping a bit, we spent a couple of hours watching boxing and sumo wrestling over some chips and beer before heading back home to Manila.

All along, I was avoiding my parents’ phone calls as I didn’t know how to explain the car accident verbally.

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