Conquering the 12KM: My First Army Navy Run for the Bunker

Last February 9, 2025, history was made in Filinvest, Alabang, with the inaugural Army Navy Run for the Bunker. The day before, the Metro was drenched in scattered rain, and I braced myself for a soggy 12km run. But the universe had other plans! We arrived to find clear skies – a perfect start.

My sibling and I fueled up with a quick Jollibee breakfast before heading to the race kit pickup. The event had a distinct, intimate feel. The sponsor tents, while fewer than at larger races, added to the burgeoning excitement. This was a first, and you could feel the energy in the air.

The pre-race buzz was infectious. A lively Zumba session got everyone warmed up and stretched, ready to tackle the course. As we gathered at the starting line, the countdown began, and at zero, we surged forward, each driven by our own personal motivations.

The route was well-organized, with marshals guiding us along the way. Photographers captured the moments, allowing us to strike a pose and preserve the memories. However, there's always room for improvement. The water stations were a bit sparse – only three or four over the first loop in 12KM. While manageable, more frequent hydration points would enhance the runner experience.

Another minor hiccup: my GPS watch clocked in at less than 12km upon reaching the finish line. I initially worried I'd veered off course, but online discussions revealed other runners had the same issue. Hopefully, this is something the organizers will address if they hold another run.

Despite these minor drawbacks, the overall experience was truly memorable. The sheer sight of so many people united by a common goal – crossing that finish line – is what makes these events so exhilarating. Whatever our individual reasons for running, conquering the distance and achieving that goal is something to be celebrated. The medal is a nice memento, but the real reward lies in the commitment, the perseverance, and the quiet satisfaction of pushing yourself to the limit. And if that personal challenge contributes to a greater good, even better. For me, the Army Navy Run for the Bunker was more than just a race; it was a testament to the power of human determination, and I can't wait to see what the future holds for this event.

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