Take a Deep Breath and Respect the Distance #firsthundie
When I first started into the world of trail running I swore up and down that I would never be able to physically handle a 100-mile run, let alone a 50 miler or anything longer than a 1/2 marathon. In 2002, 6-months after my daughter was born I was struck by a car while out on a bike ride. Hospital visits, 120 staples in my leg for several skin grafts followed by 6-months of physical therapy to be able to walk again pretty much told me that running would never be in my future, let alone having the courage to get back onto the bike. About 4-years ago I started to get serious about trail running, beyond just using it as cross-training for my ultra-distance mountain bike racing and I started to fall in love all over again. Fast forward to 2020 and now 1/2 marathons are light training days, marathons are a dime a dozen, and 50ks are a nice run through the woods on the weekends. In the month of June/July, I had 6 weekends in a row of 50ks and a couple of 27+ mile runs. Funny how one's p...