When I saw that pop up on my screen I felt a lot of things, but mostly, I felt a little sick to my stomach.
Initially, after my inadvertent dive into ultra-running last November (Click Here for that story), I thought that maybe I would cut back the distance and try running a fast half marathon. But after a several month break from any semblance of serious training I began to reconsider. I mean, maybe I made that decision too soon after running my first ultra. Then I heard about Not Yo Momma's 100. It is held the ideal time of year for an ultramarathon in Ohio and only a few hours from home. A 100 mile and 100K race. It sounded like just the right amount of stupid! I was in!
So, I got online and filled out the registration form, all full of excitement, all the way until I hit the Submit Payment button and I read the words, "Congratulations you have successfully registered!" I gotta be honest, when I saw that pop up on my screen I felt a lot of things, but mostly, I felt a little sick to my stomach.
So why do I do this? I mean, why run? Why an ultra? I ran across a quote the other day by another ultrarunner who was asking herself the same question and the answer she came up with really sums up everything I feel about running. She said, "Somewhere deep in my DNA, it’s etched in there that I AM A RUNNER. And I simply cannot deny that."
That's it! When God created me he etched it into who I am. It's an intrinsic part of my personality. I am not a fighter, I am not generally a combative person. As a matter of fact, when conflict arrises, my first instinct is to RUN away. But on the flip side, I am an adventurer at heart. I like freedom. I love spontaneity. I love the thrill of moving forward with no more than a general game plan, of not knowing what lies just around the bend. And I am just as likely to RUN headlong after a dream as to run away from a conflict.
And so begins a new adventure. For the next 6 months or so I will run down this dream, never entirely sure what obstacle or surprise might lie ahead. There will be pain and joy. Sometimes I will fail but more often (hopefully) I will overcome. And most certainly, I will learn a thing or two about running, life, God, myself and the world around me, along the way. I hope to come away from this better than when I started. And I hope that what I learn inspires you, the reader, to run down an adventure of your own, whatever that may look like.
So, until next time, train hard, eat well and live life to the fullest!