Gawkers and media vultures watching all the worn-out bloody bodies must think we all do a death march for fifty or more miles. But they have no clue, do they? Why, in every single ultra I've ever done, the almost non-stop banter and good humor from start to finish makes the whole thing a celebration--not a war zone--which is exactly what it is: a celebration of health and the triumph of human spirit.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Celebration of Health and the Triumph of Human Spirit
Speaking of running ultras, and how it is not understood by the world at large, I saved this Rich Limacher quote from the UltraList back in 1999: