So, I’m doing a little math this morning, and discover what all first time ultra runners discover…that I only have to manage 14 min, 40 second miles and I can make it across the finish line in 12 hours (the cut-off). Well, hell, I think…I CAN DO THAT! Yet, remarkably, EVERYBODY has the same thought before their first run, and EVERYBODY after their first run, just looks back, shakes their head, and chuckles (once they can move any muscle voluntarily). I guess I’ll train for this thing, after all.
I’m currently running pretty regular 10 min/miles even on my longer runs, so I’m okay with that pace. Now, of course, I’ve got to add on a lot more mileage, and train myself to walk (which is going to be tough coming from a distance where you wouldn’t consider walking). There are a slew of training guides out there, and I’ll post the one I decide on shortly.
Thanks for all the comments. Really.
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