Bagging peaks. August 2009.
Three years ago today I attempted to run 100 miles. But not just any 100 miles. 100 miles of rocky terrain and high mountain passes with elevation gains of close to 27,000 feet. I attempted to run one of the toughest ultra-marathons in the country: the Wasatch 100. I say attempt because I didn't quite make it to the end of the 100 miles. I made it just over halfway to 53.1 miles.
And now, three years later, I am struggling to run a measly 5 miles. What happened to me?! Marriage. Starting a new life. Moving to the other side of the country. Pregnancy. And a baby. That's what happened.
But I am determined to get back there. Back into endurance running shape.
And, although I didn't finish all 100 miles, I am happy with what I accomplished in training for and running that beast of a race. Someday, I will do it again. And, when I do, I will finish it.
The Wasatch Mountain Range from 9,990 feet.