I have come to realize that ultramarathon training is a bit more intense than marathon training.
For me, it has become somewhat of a love-hate relationship.
What do I love?
Running on the trails puts me in touch with nature. I see and hear things that rarely do I in everyday life.
The training itself puts me in touch with myself. I want to give up, give in, and just throw in the towel. But I don’t. I persevere, I have discipline, and I continue moving forward into doing the things I really think I can’t or don’t want to and then marvel at how far I have pushed myself.
Literally to the brink of exhaustion.
What I am told is that there is a reason. Back to back runs adjust the body to tired legs. You must run on spent, drawn, legs for hours.
I guess that is what I pay a coach to do to me!
This weekend, I did a nice 18 mile run in Newport. It probably was the best run that I had in a while. That was after already running 1 hour 15 minutes on Friday.
My friend Bill and I got it done together. The rest of our group stopped at 14. We kept it moving.
Yep, and I am the one in the center built like a “truck” in black with of course my stylish flower running skirt… I definitely needed the compression socks on a run this long. They saved me!
Today, while I didn’t think I could do it, I did. I ran five hours on the trails at the Blue Hills with no one else’s company except my own breath, heartbeat, and inner thoughts.
Minute by minute – hour by hour, I got it down. There were points I had to stop. I have low blood pressure so there were points that I felt dizzy. I stopped munched on a chew, rested, and then got right back at it.
Overall, I hit 50 miles this week. 51.3 to be exact. And, I am at 932.78 miles for the year. Almost at the 1,000-mile mark. Almost.
I am gearing up for another “grind-it out” week. I have a 22-mile trail race on Sunday. You would think that with a race, my workouts would diminish, but this race is more of a “training run.”
So, again, my coach has me hitting back to back runs with one planned on Saturday, the race on Sunday, and then another run on Monday.
Then it repeats all over again the following week. Another 18 mile Saturday run with another 5 hour-trail run on Sunday.
I am praying to just have the mental stamina to get through the next few weeks.
I must remember that when it comes to ultrarunning – it is all mental.
Say a prayer for next Sunday…
Jay Peak is one of the toughest trail runs in the country.
Here is what is said, Finish and become a member of the elite crowd known as “Jay Peak Trail Race Finishers”…aka “one of the toughest runners in the country.”
Walk or run, if you complete this race, you will forever view other trail races as “cute”.
Here is an elevation map (yep almost 7,000 ft in 22 miles):
Here I am resting and then giving the “I am finally done THUMBS UP!”