After calling it quits on the racing career, I had to ask myself if there was anything I felt I left undone. There's two things that are not especially difficult that I never did: 100 miles in 24 hours and finishing the Superior 100 Mile. I could still do those (and no, I don't mean at the same time. Breaking 24 at Superior's not going to happen).
Given the trouble I have running at all, I wondered just how reasonable it would be to try the #$%&* 100 Mile distance again. Earlier in the week, I planned a long run only to quit at 8 miles. Today, I decided to see just how far I could go. The heels and achilles tendons started to ache at about 7-8 miles, but it was tolerable and, with both humidity and pollen count low, I thought I would make it to 25 or 30. I quit at 15.5 (around 2:30). The pain was there, but it wasn't getting worse and you learn to run ultras in discomfort, I just couldn't do more. I'm really out of shape.
Okay, so that's about 1/7 the way there. I'll take that.
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