Alright now! So where do I begin? Uhmmm okay.
Well, 2012 ended fantastic and the start of 2013 has been tremendous! :) I had my very first 21k run for MILO (and got a medal for finishing it for 2 hrs and 30 mins), I'll finally be moving to a company that I've been wanting to be a part of, I went back to practicing Yoga (I had a very short stint mid of last year) and......... *DRUM ROLL PLEASE* I was able to climb Mt. Apo (Yeessss!!! Philippine's highest mountain yow! Beat that!!).
Here are a few snapshots of my half marathon run last December.
|This is me with my friend Pat who had her first 5k run.|
|The proud "me" of course.|
|And a photo of us with Coach Jim Saret who started it all. :)|
I actually wanted to post photos of our Mt. Apo climb but so I thought it humbly deserves a separate entry on this blog. It was a truly remarkable experience for each one of us and it would seem unjustifiable if we don't give all the respect it is due. So please allow me to leave you with some of the best shots that we have as a teaser.
DISCLAIMER: These may not be the "best" of what you've seen but it is for us. Looking at these photos would always remind us of how amazing it was GOING and BEING up there. And if you ask me "HOW?"... Let me borrow a few words from Antoine de Saint-Exupery: "The beauty of the mountain reveals only to those who climbed it."
To know the true beauty that lies ahead.. You have to climb and see it for yourself. :)
Words are truly not enough to describe the amazing creation God has truly blessed us with. There is always something that draws us closer to nature.. something that binds us and makes us feel more at home being a part of something this wonderful. For others, they are merely trees, rocks and soil that comprises the earth. For us, it is an answer we continuously seek every time we climb mountains... For us, it is a journey... a calling.. and a passion. :)
"You cannot stay on the summit forever; you have to come down again. So why bother in the first place ? Just this: What is above knows what is below, but what is below does not know what is above. One climbs, one sees. One descends, one sees no longer, but one has seen. There is an art of conducting oneself in the lower regions by the memory of what one saw higher up. When one can no longer see, one can at least still know." — René Daumal