I don't remember exactly when or exactly why, but this past March the idea stuck into my head that I wanted, no needed, to run far. I’m not really sure why, but I’m going to blame it on endorphins. My mileage was up and I was running well. So despite being in the thick of marathon training, I started looking ahead to an ultra I could run after my June marathon.
The McKenzie River Trail Run, a 50K held in early September, looked like a perfect first attempt at a longer distance. This run fills up quickly, but my timing was right. On April 1, the first (and ultimately last) day of registration, I dutifully printed out the entry form and mailed it from the central post office (just in case the box didn’t get its regular pickup). A few days later, I got the email that I was in!
This seems to be the way I operate. I go along quietly, living my life and then a crazy idea hits me. I trust my instincts and commit to it whole-heartedly. I’m still anticipating my June marathon, but my sights are already looking ahead to the future.