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Run Radio NU 107.5

RUN RADIO- This is the first show of its kind in the country and it is frontlined by none other than Jaymie Pizarro, our famous BULL RUNNER. The Pinay In Action gals trooped to Ortigas past heavy traffic one wet friday night and had a fun chat with the DJs. Marga Deona ushered Pia and I into the booth and we just went on and on about running and training, two of our favorite things. We mostly went to plug in our next event, Gabriel’s Symphony, and we are very thankful they gave us the chance to do so. More Power, Run Radio! We promise to go back before our annual Pinay In Action Run on March 2010!

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Desaru Triathlon 2009

This was an “impromptu half ironman” race, if I may call it that.  We decided to join this two weeks before the event, and we were quite lucky to make it.  But sometimes the best moments are those which go unplanned.  It was quite a productive race (I guess that would mean: 1. Good Results 2. Great Company 3. Yummy food afterwards!!!), with the Ironfools all present and with Che, Nadine, Patrice and Peter joining our happy party too.

Special Thanks have to go to Daniel Sng and Irene Tan of Singapore for lending me a rear 650c wheel when mine decided to conk out.  You guys are lifesavers 🙂

Here is Pia’s blog about it: http://mydailyrace.com/myblog/?p=490

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PicsOnTheRun

The Pinay In Action girls wanted to make this new site dedicated to picture-taking on the go… do check it out!!!

http://picsontherun.wordpress.com/

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IronFools

Who are the Ironfools?  That’s Pia, Joey and I. We are fools for our sport, that’s why!  One day we were biking leisurely and we asked Joey to enumerate 40+ foolish things he had done because it was his birthday and the number of items had to match his age.  But then Pia and I decided to join his “confession session” and we all realized how foolish we truly were.  So from then on we called ourselves the Ironfools!

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Siem Reap, Cambodia 2009

Pia had a speaking engagement in Siem Reap, Cambodia for UNDP.  I was very happy to go with her.  I had never been to Cambodia before.  Siem Reap is very historic and quaint, blending old world architecture with modern cafes, restos and luxury hotels.  It is a gem, and I am keen to visit it again.

I have always wanted to see Angkor Wat.  I am so grateful that I finally had the chance to do so.  I volunteered my services to Pia so to speak!  My dad always told me that it is important for me to see it.  He was right.  It took my breath away.  It always amazes me how beautifully intricate traditional Asian Architecture is.  And in these temples this fact is magnified a thousand times. 

Loven Ramos took Pia and I to other temples to, which were equally impressive.  I love how in the Bayon, Mother Nature took over and just became an integral part of the structure.  Loven is the best guide ever, he explained so many things to us along the way.  He even pointed out to us where the exact Center Of The Universe is according to the Khmers–it was a small plain square tile.  You will see me in a lotus position on this very tile, I was trying very hard to summon all the Divinity that could be showered upon me, hehe.  I sure hope it worked!!!

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The Flip Side of the Coin: A Tale of Two Wheels

The Flip Side of the Coin: A Tale of Two Wheels  Aug 6, ’07 11:14 AM
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The Flip Side of the Coin: A Tale of Two Wheels

 

It was one of those days.  You know, when you just have sooo much to do, are swamped with deadlines, barraged by phone calls, plagued with pending matters.  And then you end up being too overwhelmed to accomplish anything.  Aarrghh.  Just as I was staring blankly at my computer, my good friend and training companion sent me an SMS, at 9pm, to be exact.  The message read: “Hey, you wanna go mountain biking early tomorrow?” I read it one more time just to be certain.  After which I blinked, and without knowing the details, replied, “Sure!”

 

The thing is, we weren’t even mountain bikers, nor did we own mountain bikes.  We knew how to bike, yes, but we were roadies.  For the sake of those who can’t distinguish one from the other, roadies only cycle on paved road (asphalt and cement), and mountain bikers ride on all sorts of rough terrain.  Huge difference. In terms of bike frame type, wheels, the presence/ non-presence of shocks, apparel choices (earth-toned versus screamingly vibrant jerseys) among other things.

 

But I had great trust in my friend and knew that she could pull this one off and that we would be able to borrow two complete sets of gear and equipment just in time for that group trail ride.  So there I was, up at 4am, having resolved to ditch work the night before, with just about two and a half hours of zzz’s.  Such are my decision-making skills sometimes—not exemplary, really.

 

To my defense, in my experience, behind every crazy plan lies an equally inspired and wonderful opportunity to have fun, and this simple formula of mine may not be risk-free, but 99% of the time, it works out, and I end up having a blast.  And it was tricky at first, what with me tensing up on the brakes and falling, and my friend squealing when we passed a slippery path and each time we had to go over complex single track trails.  By the end of the ride though, even if we were both definitely still amateurs, we got the hang of it and I honestly couldn’t believe that I had waited that long to get on that mountain bike trail. It was like learning to ride again for the very first time—I felt like a kid.  Rolling through yellow green cornfields and red earth under the clear blue sky drastically changes ones’ state of mind, and mine was a far cry from the frazzled shape it was in just a few hours back.

 

A typical roadie group ride for me nowadays is more of the controlled kind—we have our set speeds, cadence, and routes.  We time everything, we are aware of our caloric and fluid intake, our wattage, our heart rates, and when we are done all is nice and neat and mud-free.  Nothing wrong with that, and the truth is, I can’t deny that I do love speed, I love riding in the peloton (a big group of cyclists), and I love the sound of carbon wheels zipping by smoothly.  That is who I am, and part of what makes me happy, and I wouldn’t know what to do if someone stole my road bike from me (oh, hello, someone actually did, but I digress).

 

For once, however, it was so refreshing to see how “the other side” does it.  Yup, you read it right—a lot of you may not be aware of it, but mountain bikers and road bikers come from two different cultures, and in a lot of cases do not even like each other.  For example, I’m the type of cyclist who normally says hi to other riders, but (and am not proud of this) if a fellow on a mountain bike passes by, I do tend to ignore him and if I don’t, I am not as enthusiastic in my greeting.  And it’s not only me, that’s just how everyone else behaves.  Why? I don’t know.  

 

Maybe it comes from not knowing enough about the other.  To everyone else who isn’t really into cycling, it seems like a cyclist is a cyclist is a cyclist.  Right? Am afraid not. People judge one another.  Because of hairstyle, skin color, fashion sense, and other petty things—in our case, it’s the choice of ride.  It really does sound strange and inappropriate, written clearly like that.  Your wheels define your personality type, and therefore you are automatically boxed into a certain category. 

 

I think all this is but an extremely minute sample of how we earth-dwellers should learn to co-exist and respect one another.  If BMX bikers, mountain bikers, and road bikers, can learn to share their love of two wheels together, they can learn to play together.  In the recent ESPY Awards, the Peace Players International, whose advocacy is to eliminate the warring Protestants and Catholics in the UK, stated that if people can learn to play together, they can learn to live together.  And they use sports activities as a vehicle to encourage the two sides to interact.  It appears to be very simplistic, but on a grander scale, applied to states, nations, and continents, you can see that it does have its place in paving the way for reconciliation.

 

As for me and my friend, we’re just gonna hop on our rides, let our hair fly freely, hang with our new-found bike buddies, and keep exploring new terrain.  Because so far, we like the view on the other side too.  Peace, man.

 

*Thanks to Anthony and Tony of Kanin Club in Paseo de Sta. Rosa, Poch, and their very accommodating mountain biking group for taking Pia and I in so readily.

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Racing Naked (and Other Strange Delusions)

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Racing Naked (and Other Strange Delusions) Apr 26, ’07 2:58 AM
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Racing Naked (and Other Strange Delusions)

By Ani Karina S. de Leon

 

 

Its simply bizarre how many unbidden thoughts suddenly pop into your head while you are racing or training.  I have been competing for many years now and still I can’t quite put a handle on all the things that barge into my brain without warning while I am trying my best to carry out my job seriously.  You’d think that after a while these thought patterns would become more and more predictable, but they don’t. 

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My own unscientific and unfounded theory is that because of the intense pain (or boredom, whatever the case may be) we have to endure, we tend to lose focus on the task at hand and try to entertain ourselves with other ideas—though not necessarily less intense, as I pleasantly discovered with my primitive and random SMS-based research. 

 

From the replies that I have received thus yet, I feel just a wee bit saner than some of my more imaginative fellow athletes.  As these events really transpired, I give thanks to my unnamed subjects who gamely narrated them to me.  The list that follows is all proof that the grey matter we have up there is really much more colorful than that dull and boring shade. 

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And the winners are…

 

  1. WHY AM I DOING THIS???  (hands down favorite thought)
  2. Hey check out that monkey eating a Powerbar!  Sayang, I could really use that right now…
  3. Was that Senator Cayetano?  I think I prefer her hair that way.  Looks fuller.
  4. Damn I LOOK GOOD.
  5. Nice Ass.
  6. It’s f-in HOT!!! I wish I could run naked.
  7. KY jelly or petroleum jelly? I know KY is better for other stuff…
  8. I’m outrunning a Kenyan right now.  Not.
  9. Anytime now someone will spring out of the bushes with a nice massage bed and give me a rubdown and some Salon-pas.
  10. What’s the best way to draft off this person without catching all his sweat??? It’s all pouring into my mouth!!!  I better just keep it closed.
  11. This is me, this is the real me, and I am: The Flash!!!
  12. Aargh. My nipples are bleeding.  I should really stock up on Band-Aids.
  13. I could win this!!! (newbie triathlete doing an Ironman distance event)
  14. What does one have to do to get an ice cold beer in these useless aid stations?
  15. (singing the song for three hours) “Isang libo’t isang tuwa, buong bansa, Eat Bulaga!”
  16. Hmm, my legs feel really nice and smooth from that waxing job.  Sarap, parang baby.
  17. Uuunngghh.  Now I wish I didn’t have those oysters last night.
  18. Before crossing the finish line: Dear Lord, I promise to quit smoking, I will drink less alcohol, please just let me beat _____.   After crossing the finish line and kicking ass:  Only kidding Lord.  I’ll just go to church to thank You later.
  19. Goodness, is he wearing a g-string under those see-through bike shorts???!!!  What the heck!!??
  20. I’m not cramping up I’m not cramping up I’m not cramping up uh-oh I’m cramping up I’m Cramping Up I’M CRAMPING UP HELPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Darn it.  I’ll just walk.
  21. I should’ve trained for this. Stupid.

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Sisters in Sport

 

Sisters in Sport   Apr 26, ’07 2:57 AM
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Sisters in Sport

 I run for hope, I run to feel, I run for the truth, for all that is real

I run for your mother, your sister, your wife

I run for you and me my friend

I run for Life.

 -from “I Run For Life,”  by Melissa Etheridge

I had a happy childhood.  And when I think about it now, the greatest reason for this was my sister.   Sinag is just a year and a half older than I am, and we did almost everything together.  Being both hyperactive kids, we were really blessed with a huge playground—our compound housed three families, a furniture factory, two big abandoned rice fields, an ancient balete tree bigger than an apartment unit in girth, and plenty of caimito, santol, macopa, aratilis, bayabas, and mango trees….an impossibly idyllic setting considering we lived near the city.  I’m pretty sure all that time we spent climbing trees, running around barefoot, chasing after dragonflies and each other gave us a solid foundation for our future interest in endurance sports.  But she definitely went into all of them first—and I just copied what she did!  That’s how attached I am to her.

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The Original Team David's Salon

 

A lot of siblings I know go through some sort of rivalry, intense or not—and I can honestly say that, Sinag, being the truly truly kind-hearted person that she is, never really set up this kind of environment for me.  Yes, it does take two to tango, but I still maintain that it was she who set the tone in our relationship, being the older one (although at this stage in our lives I sometimes feel like I am the ate, haha).

 

My sister Sinag and her daughter Raya

My sister Sinag and her daughter Raya

Today I still enjoy that female bond—and much more. Being in sports has certainly given me a whole new extended family of remarkable women—all of whom I consider sisters.  Up to this day I am simply amazed at how strong, intelligent, and diverse they all are, and I consider myself extremely lucky at having the opportunity to be with them.  Each woman’s story is different, but all as richly textured and as interesting as one can imagine.

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Pinay Triathletes Brunch 2006

At races we may compete with each other, and sometimes personalities do tend to collide, but these are inconsequential albeit necessary rites.  At the end of the day we know we are united in that which is all part of us and that which we all experience—what it is like in this country to be women in a supposedly male dominated field, and in how we believe with great passion that we are capable of breaking down all social barriers.

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Asian Duathlon Championships 2005

 

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Not too long ago I went to Misamis Oriental and Bukidnon for Senator Pia Cayetano’s Bike For Hope, wherein 500 cyclists participated. In line with the 100km bike ride, Pia also conducted seminars on breastfeeding and violence against women. I facilitated two Pinay In Action running clinics for 700 high school girls—with the help of fellow Team David’s Salon member Mona Valdes, Asian and National champions of Duathlon and Triathlon respectively, Ryan Mendoza and George Vilog, and the rest of Pia’s very able staff of women. We also visited a group of women entrepreneurs who showed us a thing or two about affordable and accessible alternative medicine and homemade products—I admired them so much because even though they obviously came from humble backgrounds and continue to face numerous challenges, their dignity and gentle spirit is evident.

 

With Mona and Pia atop Mt. Kitanglad

With Mona and Pia atop Mt. Kitanglad

Whether we intentionally meant for it to happen or not, the theme of our whole trip turned out to be women empowerment.  More often than not, when organizing certain activities, the personalities of the proponents will really shine through, and that is exactly what happened.  Just the day after all our obligations were finished, Pia, Mona, and I, led the group to a record-breaking ascent of 2hours and 27minutes of the third highest peak in the country.  It was a cleanup and ceremonial marking of the boundaries of the Mt. Kitanglad Protected Area in Bukidnon.  The lumads guiding us were amazed at how fast we, who were women, actually climbed it.  The three of us (who were just chattering happily up the peak) just shrugged it off matter-of-factly and concluded that any of our other regular female cycling and triathlon training buddies would have been able to do the same thing anyway.  If you have to know, we even went bellydancing that evening, and the next morning did some yoga, ran for an hour, went ziplining and whitewater rafting, and swam in the evening.  Our tired hosts, progressive politicians Tagoloan Mayor Yevgeny “Bambi” Emano and Congressman Nereus “Neric” Acosta just shook their heads and thought we were crazy.  We kidded them that they could finally rest when we flew back to Manila. 

 

Sandra and I at SEA Games

Sandra and I at SEA Games

It is with great confidence that I say this sort of well-balanced (productive and fun at the same time!) endeavor was possible only because we were women athletes.  No one else would be as energetic and as highly motivated.

 

I trust my sisters in sport—I will always be there for them, because I know that they are there for me too. 

 

Oona's Bday Aug 2008

Oona's Bday Aug 2008

There are countless awesome girls in our business, but these are the ones who are special to me, and I would like to honor them: Popo, Pia, Mona, Kaye, Sandra, Ria, Bing, Marita, Maritess, Nancy, Amale, Rizzo, Doray, LC, Mimi, Kim, Sally, Cherry, Taleng, Oona, Waya, Lala, and of course, my inspiration, my sister Sinag.

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