Showing posts with label Stories Behind the Medals. Show all posts
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Sunday, December 11, 2011

The 35th Milo International Marathon

I signed up for the 10-km race, but I did not run today.  Making that decision wasn't a very proud moment of mine, but in total, from Friday's shift, I only had three hours of sleep for Sunday morning, and it didn't feel like I was going to survive.  Even as I read those lines now, it feels disgusting.  The itch to run was pretty bad.  But as I was walking around, I was sort of glad I skipped today's run.  

Today's races were about breaking records.  For the run itself, there were two:  200,000 participants, and 10,000 free shoes for young aspiring runners in public elementary schools all over the Philippines.  Having said those, I think those are enough to conclude that it was a success.  

I recognize that those records are really amazing, but I was referring to much greater feats.  Everywhere I looked, there were parents congratulating their kids for many sorts of achievements.  Among that I heard of were a little boy finishing a sprint race minus a few seconds off his fastest, pre-teen girls pledging to sign up together for the next one but for a farther distance, and another little boy finishing his first 3-km run.  Most of the participants were minors, but the sense of achievement did not spare the young-at-heart--I heard a couple of middle-aged marathoners exchanging personal PR's made today.  It was inspiring.  (Kudos Milo and RunRio for publishing deadlines for each race category's timing system--everybody just needed a little incentive, and this one really worked.)

But by far, the best thing that I saw today did not have anything to do with everybody's numbers. The two adjacent parking lots in front of the IMAX area was a sea of green singlets, but there was a more beautiful sight other than that.  As I continued to walk around and the cheerleading competition was going on, a group of young boys, probably fourth graders, running towards their other classmates.  They all had two things in common--they were all sweaty, and they were all wearing green and white running shoes.

Today was a good day.