Back in the Day - me at the 2009 Bandera 100k |
To be honest, it's been gone for a while.
I got into the ultra scene several years ago almost by accident, and what attracted me was the challenge of the unknown - exploring the question of how far I could push myself. But after running and completing 17 ultra marathons (including 2 one hundred milers), I've lost the sense of challenge.
When I ran the Rocky 100 earlier this year, I had come off the best race of my life two months earlier at the White Rock marathon, and had exhausted much of the passion and determination I usually tap into. I had also picked up a nasty hip injury in the weeks beforehand, to the point that I could barely walk the week of the race. I debated about whether or not to even show up, and several runner friends a lot wiser than me had advised me not to.
And at some point between mile 30 and 40, I just gave up. I was limping along and realized the idea of hobbling around all night just to say I finished a race I'd already completed once was not enough motivation to continue. I had never DNFed before, and always thought it would be something I would never give up without a fight. But I found it really didn't matter to me any more.
And that's when I realized that doing these bizarre races just wasn't that much fun anymore, and I wondered why I'd even signed up in the first place.
And I knew my ultra days were over.
I don't regret anything about my time in the trail running community - I had some wonderful experiences, met some great people I am proud to call friends, and contorted my ankle into many interesting positions. I pushed myself to levels I didn't know I could reach, and discovered a lot about myself on many a moonlit trail. It taught me that I am a gutsy and resourceful little fighter, and it gave me a level of self belief and inner confidence that has translated to much success in my professional life.
And while I will probably still run trail from time to time (oddly enough I'm meeting a few buddies for a trail run tomorrow night - my first time back on the trails in months), I'm checking out of the long races. Maybe I'll still do a few 50ks here and there, but I'm done with 50 and 100 milers.
Maybe a few years down the line when my boys are older, perhaps they'll enjoy running in the woods with daddy and relight the flame. But for now, I'm going to concentrate on road running. I can fit a lot more training into a much shorter time span than I ever could with trails, and I do enjoy the sheer exhilaration of pushing the pace, feeling the wind in my hair, the road flying past my feet, and not having to keep an eye out for snakes!!! I also have the advantage of regular training buddies to keep me honest, and time goals I can aim for.
However unlikely those goals may be :-)