To ultra or not to ultra…
Colin and I are going to give this a try. He got the idea while visiting family and his cousin (or second cousin or something twice removed) mentioned he ran ultra marathons every year, and he is 48 years old.
I said I would never run a marathon again after the NYC marathon. I said that was the closest I’ve felt to death and the pain was unbearable and the training took away my life and my toenails are still purple today from where I bled during the race. But when Colin said he wanted to do this I said, “ok.” Actually it was more like “oooOOOOKKKkkkaaaaay”.
Everyone told me about catching the bug. It took me three days to walk normally after the marathon. I was grumpy and tired and didn’t believe them. Well, I guess they were right because I just put together a training schedule for the JFK 50 miler in November, and training day starts on February 20th.
