In case you missed my last blog post, I've signed up for my first ultramarathon. This means I'm running a fair bit.
Last weekend's long run was 29ks, a distance I've done in training a handful of times before. But this time it felt different. It hurt a bit more than usual. (I suspect it hurt more because I had a massage on Friday. That's a whole other story. Note to self: write blog post about Friday's massage.)
So I preoccupied myself however I could on my run from Sandgate to the Redcliffe Peninsula and back.
Five oh...Oh!
I've signed up for the Kurrawa - Duranbah 50k road race this December.
It's something I've wanted to do for a few years now. Last year I decided it was too much to hope for in the leadup to the two Ironman races I'd ended up in this year. The year before I chose a Foo Fighters gig over the 50k run.
(Theoretically I could have done both; the Foo Fighters gig was on the Gold Coast the night before the run. But, like last year, I thought it was too much to hope for.)
I've bitten the bullet now and here's what's going through my mind.
It's something I've wanted to do for a few years now. Last year I decided it was too much to hope for in the leadup to the two Ironman races I'd ended up in this year. The year before I chose a Foo Fighters gig over the 50k run.
(Theoretically I could have done both; the Foo Fighters gig was on the Gold Coast the night before the run. But, like last year, I thought it was too much to hope for.)
I've bitten the bullet now and here's what's going through my mind.
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