Several of my cousins know that I run ultras and asked me about it when we were chatting. The following conversation happened at least twice.
“Still running?”
“Yes. I’ve cut back some but still try to run 3 or 4 times a week.”
“Honey, Gary can run 100 miles!”
“Well, there is some walking involved, like on uphills or when the trail is too rough. Probably I run about 80 miles and walk 20 or so.”
“I don’t know how anybody can do that!”
“Well, first off, I enjoy it, Being out in the woods that long is just fun for me, and the time actually passes pretty quickly. And the human body evolved to be a trotting predator, like wolves. It may sound weird but it’s kinda natural. Plus I like it. I finally found a sport that I love and that’s good for me. Like I know you swim--if I couldn't run and had to swim for fitness I'd probably hate it. So with trail running I feel really lucky.”
And so on. We’ve all had these conversations and I’m never quite sure how to handle it. So I just tell the truth so I’ll never have to try to remember a lie (Mark Twain said something like that).
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