Because I’m still not running due to some calf issues (MRI tomorrow to rule out a stress fracture) I’ve had a lot of time to pontificate (jeeze, another big word – go me!). When I run, I don’t think about anything and I sleep HARD. When I don’t run? My mind wanders like a 3 year old on an espresso. Also I sleep like a 3 year old on an espresso.
Anyway, about a week ago ultra-runner extraordinaire Ashley Walsh posted a doozy of a question on twitter:
You can replace 100 miles with whatever completely epic adventure that you might want to be involved in. Climb Mt Everest? Sleep with Kate Upton? All qualify as equally epic.
That said, while the work would SEEM harder if there wasn’t an ear to take in all of my glorious splits, I still think that I would run just as hard, just as fast, and just as far. Because honestly? My blog is the only real spot that I talk about my running and I’m not 100% you all are real.
What do you think? Would not being able to tell someone about your Boston qualifying marathon make you train any less hard? What about training for 100 miles? For the love of the sport or for the love of the admiration?