I notice my legs. They feel trashed, torn open on the inside. Bone, ligament, muscle seem to all be displaced.
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I notice my legs. They feel trashed, torn open on the inside. Bone, ligament, muscle seem to all be displaced.
Physically, I was tired. Mentally, I still had double digit miles to go. No end was really in sight.
When Jasmine floated the idea of running a 50K in Moab (my first ultra) I panicked. The race she was referring to was in six weeks.
I should run with nothing to prove. I should run simply because it is fun.
Edward Abbey most certainly was right: This is the most beautiful place on earth.
It's my first time camping directly under the stars.
On injury, travel, and trying to stay present.