I just finished reading the book Twilight. Β I’m sad. Β I’d been reading it in installments just to prolong the nice “kilig” feelings π Β Don’t get me wrong. Β I’m not a Twilight fan…obviously…otherwise, I’d have read all four books in the series three times over by now. Β And before you close this page and move on to another blog about running, this ISN’T going to be about Twilight the book or Twilight the movie, or some kind of book review. Β It IS going to be about running, but you’ll have to be a little bit more patient…this is after-all, all about DELAYED GRATIFICATION ;D Β So, going back…I just finished Twilight the book this morning. Β I liked it. Β The book, I mean. Β I thoroughly hated the movie…okay, so that’s a little too strong…I didn’t like the movie…I found it cheesy and mushy and mucky and the leads had these weird expressions on their faces all the time, and…yeah…this isn’t going to be a movie review, too. Β Okay. Β Thing is, though, I was curious about the book…books are always better than the movies…so I decided to try the book out, give it a chance. Β It was nice! π I found that I hadn’t wanted to end the book too soon…so I read it in installments. Β Now, though, I’m done, and I’m craving for the next one. Β Last July 19, 2009, Sunday, I ran 5K at the Globe Run For Home. Β I blogged about how bad I felt in that particular race in A Little Step Down…. The race started bad for me, and ended worse, with a perceived 5K time of 46 minutes. Fast forward to July 23, 2009, when the results came in. I wasn’t that excited, but I had this little twinge of hope that maybe I was looking at the wrong timer and had gotten a better time that I’d initially thought. So, in spite of myself, I checked the results. I wasn’t in it. My last name wasn’t listed. Just my luck. I needed my bib number…which was tucked away, crumpled (I told you I wasn’t feeling so good about that race) in a bag somewhere in my cluttered room here in Tagaytay. Great. That time I was checking my results, I was in Manila. I deliberated on whether or not to use up some load to call home, instruct lengthily to the helper, and use up some load again to call after a few minutes, all just to find out my race number. What the heck. I’d already been through the heartache anyway, confirming my suspicions wouldn’t be so bad. AND if for some unfathomable miracle I did make a mistake of looking at the wrong timer, I wanted the pick me upper at once, right then and there! So I finished up my load calling twice home, got my number and inputted it into the field. What do you know? All my self-bashing, lost confidence and self-pity that Sunday at the race were all for naught! I WAS looking at the wrong timer! π I did do better that I’d expected! It was actually even a PR run for me! π Instead on the 46 minutes I was crying over, I ran my 5K in 38.15 minutes π I suddenly felt sooooo stupid, but in a very good way π Sometimes they say it’s alright to be so down…because, then you’d have nowhere else to go but up π I couldn’t believe that more than on that particular day when I found out about my results and my happy mistake. I’d actually been mulling over quitting, or sticking to lower distances…and I couldn’t believe how nasty your decisions can get when your mind is so muddled with defeat and loss. So was this delayed gratification? You bet it was! This was even better than all the “kilig” I got from Twilight π Lesson learned? Push on…believe in yourself, don’t run for the time, run to run, run because it’s fun, run because you can…because you STILL CAN…and lastly, look at the damned correct timer!!
As with the book, Twilight, this delayed gratification thing has got me craving…for more runs and more races! π See you at the Urbanite!
My race result here π
It’s funny that the results say, “you passed 3 runners…” then it goes, “289 runners passed you…” Hahaha!! I’m that slow! π Still happy! π