An ambitious attempt at 100 miles (continued):
The suns rays began to flood through the vegetation and warm the trail. I was finishing my first loop of the day putting my feet at 65 miles; a personal record. Though I often feel most energized by the rising of the sun the toll of trudging my feet step by step was finally out pacing my spirit. My feet didn’t have the appropriate ruggedization in them for another 2 loops, but I was set on reaching the midpoint one more time, and so I did. In the most sluggish, unimpressive two step- pause-walking kind of way I made it to the halfway point, looked ahead into the bending trail beckoning for me to follow its call just one more buoy and crushingly turned around. I have a big belief that we must know ourselves and the difference between pushing ourselves to a point of growth and the pushing to injury and self-destruction. It’s a hard line to differentiation between especially when ambition and pride relish in the mix, but it’s imperative to define and understand for ourselves in everything: from races to relationships we have to know that boundary and when, where, and how to push it, if at all.
Stay Tuned for part 5!
(This is a mirrior of my article on medium.com/@Lifesachase)