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“Do something that scares the fuck out of you, then and only will you find out who you truly are.”
I did attempt to record this podcast whilst recording a IGTV series describing this experience. So please bare with me and give me the benefit of the doubt as I don't have all the gear necessary to make it of professional standard how ever doing the best I can with what I have ;) And yes you get to hear me cry. This was a huge experience for me from who I was to what I have just achieved is a huge milestone. One I wont forget!
How to articulate my 100km experience via typed podcast description.
It was one of the hardest things I have ever done in my life. I was very naive going into this race on a whim after Callum had said he had entered. A very “enter now, figure it out later” attitude. I have had no real 100k specific training in the lead up with only a couple 4-5hr run equaling 80km all together 4 weeks out.
I started hurting at 45km and really hurting at 60k… @ 70k I was done… So I thought… I was no where near done. My mind was playing tricks on me asking me, begging me, for my legs to stop, I wasn’t having any of that shit. I was finishing this fucker. The last 30km was the hardest 30km of my life. Walk, jog, walk, jog, run, jog, repeat. I would run for what felt like hours only to realise you have only moved 3km down the road… but I knew every step I took was closer to seeing my beautiful fiancé and 2 beautiful kids at the finish line. If it wasn’t for them, plus Callum and Rory, my crew, I may have not finished…. who am I kidding, I was finishing this thing no matter what.
Taking a wrong turn @ 98km in I was lost for 40min trying to get my bearings with only a hand held bike torch and a dead phone. No maps no nothing, in the dead of night searching for that pink tape we had been following the entire time… but nothing…. Eventually I found my self at the school after going to a main road and following that until I saw traffic.
After crossing the line in 16hr and 37 minutes I can now call myself an ultra marathon runner and have rewired my brain to endure more. You are capable of soooo much more than you think, trust me on that. Wether it be running or anything to do with your life, we are durable animals and can withstand ALOT including pain. You just need to throw yourself in the deep end because eventually you will learn how to swim one way or another.
That fucking hurt and I fucking loved it.
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By Kent Mullins
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“Do something that scares the fuck out of you, then and only will you find out who you truly are.”
I did attempt to record this podcast whilst recording a IGTV series describing this experience. So please bare with me and give me the benefit of the doubt as I don't have all the gear necessary to make it of professional standard how ever doing the best I can with what I have ;) And yes you get to hear me cry. This was a huge experience for me from who I was to what I have just achieved is a huge milestone. One I wont forget!
How to articulate my 100km experience via typed podcast description.
It was one of the hardest things I have ever done in my life. I was very naive going into this race on a whim after Callum had said he had entered. A very “enter now, figure it out later” attitude. I have had no real 100k specific training in the lead up with only a couple 4-5hr run equaling 80km all together 4 weeks out.
I started hurting at 45km and really hurting at 60k… @ 70k I was done… So I thought… I was no where near done. My mind was playing tricks on me asking me, begging me, for my legs to stop, I wasn’t having any of that shit. I was finishing this fucker. The last 30km was the hardest 30km of my life. Walk, jog, walk, jog, run, jog, repeat. I would run for what felt like hours only to realise you have only moved 3km down the road… but I knew every step I took was closer to seeing my beautiful fiancé and 2 beautiful kids at the finish line. If it wasn’t for them, plus Callum and Rory, my crew, I may have not finished…. who am I kidding, I was finishing this thing no matter what.
Taking a wrong turn @ 98km in I was lost for 40min trying to get my bearings with only a hand held bike torch and a dead phone. No maps no nothing, in the dead of night searching for that pink tape we had been following the entire time… but nothing…. Eventually I found my self at the school after going to a main road and following that until I saw traffic.
After crossing the line in 16hr and 37 minutes I can now call myself an ultra marathon runner and have rewired my brain to endure more. You are capable of soooo much more than you think, trust me on that. Wether it be running or anything to do with your life, we are durable animals and can withstand ALOT including pain. You just need to throw yourself in the deep end because eventually you will learn how to swim one way or another.
That fucking hurt and I fucking loved it.
HOW CAN I SUPPORT THE PODCAST?
Subscribe & Review: iTunes | Spotify | Google Podcasts
Tell Your Friends, Share and or Tag Online!
https://www.instagram.com/run.4yourlife
https://www.facebook.com/R4YLOFFICIAL
https://www.instagram.com/the_imperfect_athlete/