I had quite an intense run yesterday at the Slimmerrun at The Fort, Taguig. As usual, I am running the 10k run, which was the longest distance you can run in that particular race. Before starting the race, I assumed the run to be comfortable as most of the areas around The Fort are relatively flat and easy to traverse. It turns out, in my bad luck, that were supposed to run through steep inclined flyovers and through busy avenues with engines that pump endless airy crap into the air.
The first water station was far from the start. I think the announcer from the start was lying, as he mentioned that there will be a water station for the 10k runners every 2.5 kilometers, instead, we had to run about 3 and a half kilometers (according to my dad's trusty GPS) to reach the water station. It's a good thing that the water stations supply good hydration products, such as alkaline water, and the hilariously named Pocari Sweat sports drink.
As for now, my legs are continuously bitching me about micro-sized damages and cuts within their muscle fibers, and my right foot's arch is constantly aching. As such, the proper action for this is to call this Sunday a rest day. Usually after a race I still run the other day, only a bit light and not so intense so that I will not contract injury.
But for now I'll just sit back with my new refurbished notebook and stretch my legs, and maybe later in the day I'll go and have my foot massage machine massage my arch. It was an intense run, and I deserve a rest.
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