So back in May, in a text conversation with my friend Emily, I decided that trying a trail race might suit my personality because I seriously hate road races. I love training but the nerves, the pressure and all of that wasn’t making me happy… so why was I doing it? I have no dreams of Boston. I’m not fond of shorter distances because I never seem warmed up in time. And I had started my heart rate training which you can read about here and loved running 3-4 hours.
As I’ve mentioned before, I started to train in my lower heart rate zones therefore allowing me to go greater distances without a turnaround. As a matter of fact, relatively no turnaround. I could run 22 or 24 today and do 8 or 10 the next day without being sore. I was sleeping better. I felt great. So Emily suggested an ultra. AN ULTRA MARATHON? Me? I hated doing my last marathon and this was 5 more miles. Who after running a marathon wants to run 5 more miles? Apparently, I did.
— Knead to Cook