As i went to the gym to work out, a personal trainer told me that i have to gain more pounds to look better. Since it was a trainer, i gave it an option and asked what i have to do to gain more.
Simple. Heavy Lifting, eat more which means no diet and lastly, stop running.
The first two things can be tolerable. But giving up running? Hell no.
Why would i give up the sport that helped me move on from one of the most forgettable moments in my life? Why would i give up one thing that i know i finally made the 2 most important persons in my life proud of me after all these years? Lastly, why would i quit on the sport that pushed and defied my limits to achieve greatness?
In 26 years of my existence, my parents labeled me as a black-sheep of the family. I never made them proud. To add fuel to the fire, i had a Filipina girlfriend for a year, something our tradition despise and i was never proud of that. 3 years ago, i left our family business because i rebelled against my parents for a girl that they don't approve, again something that I'm not proud of.
Then came February 6,2011. That day changed everything.
I completed my first ever full marathon. My father, who used to despised me especially during the time i was with someone, smiled and began telling all his friends of what his only son has accomplished. I received calls from his friends telling me that my father was proud of what I've done. It was my father who was once a runner, told me to not run a full marathon because it takes years of practice to complete one. I defied his order and completed a marathon in just 11 months of training.
This was his legacy. And now, his only son who let him down for the past 26 years, is bouncing back in a big way to continue his legacy.
Just for once, to have my parents smile, knowing that I've done something good is a great feeling. To be a role model, again just for once to my relatives and friends is priceless.
And now, the trainer is telling me to stop running? Is it really worth to give up what i have accomplished in exchange for a measly pounds or even fat?
A runner will always be runner. People can run and call themselves runner but not everyone has the desire,grit and determination to undergo a hell-like training to achieve something. It was only this sport, not even basketball, has pushed me to my very limit.
It ain't over. People were wondering why i'm not running long distance runs after i completed a 42k. Friends were thinking that I'm retiring from the sport. Well, I'm not. I'm still savoring the vacation after a full year of rigid training.
Last year, i completed all the obstacle. This year, it's about time to get even better.
Run Mike Run. This is one slogan my friend advised me to do. This is one slogan that i would keep in my head for a long time. As long as i have 2 working legs and knees, this runner would not stop from achieving greatness...
Simple. Heavy Lifting, eat more which means no diet and lastly, stop running.
The first two things can be tolerable. But giving up running? Hell no.
Why would i give up the sport that helped me move on from one of the most forgettable moments in my life? Why would i give up one thing that i know i finally made the 2 most important persons in my life proud of me after all these years? Lastly, why would i quit on the sport that pushed and defied my limits to achieve greatness?
In 26 years of my existence, my parents labeled me as a black-sheep of the family. I never made them proud. To add fuel to the fire, i had a Filipina girlfriend for a year, something our tradition despise and i was never proud of that. 3 years ago, i left our family business because i rebelled against my parents for a girl that they don't approve, again something that I'm not proud of.
Then came February 6,2011. That day changed everything.
I completed my first ever full marathon. My father, who used to despised me especially during the time i was with someone, smiled and began telling all his friends of what his only son has accomplished. I received calls from his friends telling me that my father was proud of what I've done. It was my father who was once a runner, told me to not run a full marathon because it takes years of practice to complete one. I defied his order and completed a marathon in just 11 months of training.
This was his legacy. And now, his only son who let him down for the past 26 years, is bouncing back in a big way to continue his legacy.
Just for once, to have my parents smile, knowing that I've done something good is a great feeling. To be a role model, again just for once to my relatives and friends is priceless.
And now, the trainer is telling me to stop running? Is it really worth to give up what i have accomplished in exchange for a measly pounds or even fat?
A runner will always be runner. People can run and call themselves runner but not everyone has the desire,grit and determination to undergo a hell-like training to achieve something. It was only this sport, not even basketball, has pushed me to my very limit.
It ain't over. People were wondering why i'm not running long distance runs after i completed a 42k. Friends were thinking that I'm retiring from the sport. Well, I'm not. I'm still savoring the vacation after a full year of rigid training.
Last year, i completed all the obstacle. This year, it's about time to get even better.
Run Mike Run. This is one slogan my friend advised me to do. This is one slogan that i would keep in my head for a long time. As long as i have 2 working legs and knees, this runner would not stop from achieving greatness...
