To be totally honest, it has been weeks when I have slackened from my so-called "sunset running", and I'm more of a Pinay Sunset Blogger than a Pinay Sunset Runner. Simply because when I'm writing, well, I'm not running (Hahahha) .
My running shoes are "injured" , now suffering from cracked soles and seemingly agape mouths, and I am making sure that I have a lot of materials for this blog -- reading materials -- before I hit the road again this week. And so I'm writing this weekend instead of running.
So while my running feet are on hiatus, it's my fingers doing the walking through the keyboard. Let your fingers do the walking, Sweethearts.
And sometime later during my run, I would also stop and begin thinking to myself: "What am I doing out here?"
More interestingly , I would come across the guys -- the Smelly Runners! Hark, it's them again!! They would come to the park like a mini-platoon, catching the attention of people warming the benches, and they would flex their biceps and unclothe themselves out of those sweatshirts and leaving their black undershirts on, unveiling their tattoos.
The Smelly Runners, they're here! Yes, they would surely run past me at the park, perspiration splishing and splashing, sometimes their wet yucky arms brushing past my arms and I would wince at the smell of the handsome and hunky yet smelly runners.
They would look good, but they won't smell good. Don't bet on it. And at this time when I'm not running, I remember those Handsome Smelly Runners!
That was a blast: running through the Track 30th Park of BGC like there's no tomorrow, and of course, after my run, will be hitting the shower to go to work at JPMorgan Chase, and that routine was almost a daily occurrence each week.
and glowing from my exhausting physical activity , standing quietly side by side
at the elevator with perfumed office employees of the building with their neatly-pressed
corporate garb and stilletto heels and pencil-cut mini-skirts.
And if I get the extra-extended stare, they get the La Kalina Stare : right back at you. Yes.
while jogging last week, my personal best for the 500-meter-run around the park
is considerably a slow 3 minutes and 47 seconds, but I believe that could be
much better compared to other "returning beginners" to the sport.
Well, it is a blessing because not everyone has the love for running, which I have and which I enjoy ; and
Further, not everyone has the ability and stamina to run, which I have.
Now that's something else, too.
the corner, perhaps?
It's a mystery, but what I have is only excitement and positivity to smell that wonderful