This October I accomplished a goal that wasn’t even on my radar at the beginning of this summer (a prime example of why I don’t make bucket lists). I ran 37 miles, climbing and descending 10,000 vertical feet to complete my first Ultramarathon, and my third ever trail race. It took me 8 hours and 45 minutes, and I managed to sneak into the top 10 (7th place!) for women. Perhaps the craziest part of all though, is that I crossed the finish line with a pep in my step and a smile on my face. The pep didn’t take long to turn into a hobble, but my smile remained intact. Why and how did I go from casual runs on the pavement to a trail ultramarathon? I’m glad you asked. Continue reading “I Ran an Ultramarathon (and I liked it)”
I Ran an Ultramarathon (and I liked it)
