Oh boy What a Day It Was

Running is not really my favorite pasttime; drinking Milo is. Thus, when my boss invited me to run at the Milo Marathon in Puerto Princesa City in Palawan, I thought it wise to put Milo’s olympic energy to the test.

I ran very early morning at Puerto Princesa’s Rizal Avenue. I trotted the route of 5 kilometers, with momentary walks and jogs.

Yet, at the end of this frenzied attempt of beating myself on the road was a rewarding Milo [free Milo drinks were given, but I got taho too]. Milo’s dose of energy got much higher as it began the cheerdance competition for elementary, secondary, and tertiary levels. It was my first time to witness elementary students doing the back-flips with full enjoyment of their teachers [in other schools run by nuns, doing back-flips is a sure move to get oneself to hell] and with supreme bliss of the crowd.

After a long, hectic day of run and cheer, I went back to the hotel still with that olympic energy. Oh boy, what a day it was!