Ultrarunning is in my blood now.
I fully planned to have a miserable times and be crawling on my hands and knees by the time I reached the 50-mile mark last week, but instead the experience was tremendous.
I was eager to get out on the road for some decompression running as early as Tuesday, April 13th, but I forced myself to rest for a week because I had been feeling such dramatic burnout prior to the actual race. But after running for two consecutive mornings, I feel the gnawing anticipation again...
Having accomplished something big, I'm compelled to be increasingly more ambitious in selecting new goals. I've meditated on it for a few days, and I want to get back to ultrarunning as soon as possible. I'm planning to enter the WS100 lottery this fall, but if I can I'd like to squeeze in a 100-mile race in September or October.
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