The Ultra Crewed Podcast is back in a brand-new studio, complete with a beautiful new sign that is perfectly level on a 130-year-old wall that absolutely is not.

This week, Becca survives a “sporty” Kentucky cave trip featuring giant boreholes, cave-adapted crayfish, questionable ladders, fresh breakdown, a camping migraine, and somehow no aspirin. Jon contributes by cutting half the grass and proving, with an actual level, that the sign was never the problem.

Then things get more serious as we talk about family medical whiplash, hearing advice you do not want to hear, giving up control, coaching athletes through hard moments, and why ultra-running can feel easier than ordinary life.

Also included: Kentucky Cave Wars, the Pinkertons catching strays, barn cats available for reassignment, emotional endurance, literal cave collapse, and one brutally simple rule for deciding whether someone is ready to leave rehab.

Spoiler: “Hello, Jon.”

The Ultra Crewed Podcast is back and complete with a beautiful new sign that is perfectly level on a 130-year-old wall that absolutely is not.

This week, Becca survives a “sporty” Kentucky cave trip featuring giant boreholes, cave-adapted crayfish, questionable ladders, fresh breakdown, a camping migraine, and somehow no aspirin. Jon contributes by cutting half the grass and proving, with an actual level, that the sign was never the problem.

Then things get more serious as we talk about family medical whiplash, hearing advice you do not want to hear, giving up control, coaching athletes through hard moments, and why ultra-running can feel easier than ordinary life.

Also included: Kentucky Cave Wars, the Pinkertons catching strays, barn cats available for reassignment, emotional endurance, literal cave collapse, and one brutally simple rule for deciding whether someone is ready to leave rehab.

Spoiler: “Hello, Jon.”

This week, the Murder Mile Studios accidentally become headquarters for the Big East Fork River Patrol.

Jon returns from a long drive to find three police cars in the yard, while Miss Jones explains an entirely reasonable series of events involving trespassers, fishing poles, outstanding warrants, teenage ATV diplomacy, private waterways, neighborhood donkeys, and the Silverado-based enforcement of personal accountability.

Eventually, because this is allegedly an ultrarunning podcast, the conversation turns to road-trip math, unrealistic GPS arrival times, slowing pace, aid-station delays, and why your finish-time prediction probably ignores the twenty minutes you’ll spend sitting in a chair eating potatoes and reconsidering every decision that brought you there.

Come for the ultrarunning. Stay because River Patrol has questions.

This week, the Murder Mile Studios accidentally become headquarters for the Big East Fork River Patrol.

Jon returns from a long drive to find three police cars in the yard, while Miss Jones explains an entirely reasonable series of events involving trespassers, fishing poles, outstanding warrants, teenage ATV diplomacy, private waterways, neighborhood donkeys, and the Silverado-based enforcement of personal accountability.

Eventually, because this is allegedly an ultrarunning podcast, the conversation turns to road-trip math, unrealistic GPS arrival times, slowing pace, aid-station delays, and why your finish-time prediction probably ignores the twenty minutes you’ll spend sitting in a chair eating potatoes and reconsidering every decision that brought you there.

Come for the ultrarunning. Stay because River Patrol has questions.

This week we’re covering everything from the sacred and highly specific rules of a Becca birthday to dump runs, bacon, roadside water hemlock, zebras, mushroom hunting, prosecco naps, and Jon successfully identifying a mushroom like a man who would now like that achievement entered into the permanent record. We also get into school, the absolute delight of having your own writing flagged as AI-generated, and the strange new reality where apparently sounding organized is grounds for suspicion. Then we turn toward ultrarunning, missing races, learning when not to do everything, and finally feeling ready to put some goals back on the calendar without immediately signing up for seventeen terrible ideas. We talk A, B, and C goals, getting back into training, Fierce Dragon, why races always seem to have perfect weather until we register for them, and, naturally, we close with an offer to take home one of our barn cats. Really, we’re providing a public service at this point.

This week we’re covering everything from the sacred and highly specific rules of a Becca birthday to dump runs, bacon, roadside water hemlock, zebras, mushroom hunting, prosecco naps, and Jon successfully identifying a mushroom like a man who would now like that achievement entered into the permanent record. We also get into school, the absolute delight of having your own writing flagged as AI-generated, and the strange new reality where apparently sounding organized is grounds for suspicion. Then we turn toward ultrarunning, missing races, learning when not to do everything, and finally feeling ready to put some goals back on the calendar without immediately signing up for seventeen terrible ideas. We talk A, B, and C goals, getting back into training, Fierce Dragon, why races always seem to have perfect weather until we register for them, and, naturally, we close with an offer to take home one of our barn cats. Really, we’re providing a public service at this point.

We’re getting unusually honest this week, which is dangerous because we normally protect ourselves with Fresca, profanity, and deeply unnecessary arguments about driving distances. After Jon’s birthday escape to Chattanooga, we talk about what it feels like to build a community while still feeling outside of it, how race directing can leave us alone together, and why finding time for each other sometimes feels harder than running all night.

We also build Becca a caving squeeze box, survive an aggressively confusing hospital parking garage, and wade directly into the backyard ultra controversy involving disqualifications, integrity, and rules people apparently believed were decorative. It’s funny, vulnerable, and probably our most honest conversation yet. A must-listen for runners, race directors, couples, and anyone who has ever created something beautiful only to wonder where they fit inside it.

We’re getting unusually honest this week, which is dangerous because we normally protect ourselves with Fresca, profanity, and deeply unnecessary arguments about driving distances. After Jon’s birthday escape to Chattanooga, we talk about what it feels like to build a community while still feeling outside of it, how race directing can leave us alone together, and why finding time for each other sometimes feels harder than running all night.

We also build Becca a caving squeeze box, survive an aggressively confusing hospital parking garage, and wade directly into the backyard ultra controversy involving disqualifications, integrity, and rules people apparently believed were decorative. It’s funny, vulnerable, and probably our most honest conversation yet. A must-listen for runners, race directors, couples, and anyone who has ever created something beautiful only to wonder where they fit inside it.

We’re officially post-race, which means we’re pretending to relax while still surrounded by unfinished cleanup, schoolwork, farm chores, and whatever new project Becca has emotionally bonded with this week. This time, it’s a stock tank pool—because nothing says “recovery” like turning a giant farm bucket into a luxury outdoor lounge while Jon questions every life choice that led here.

We talk post-Mid State Mile blues, finding our rhythm again, ultra running identity, recovery, reflection, birthday miles, cave adventures, cold plunges, and why explaining a 100-mile race to normal people is basically conversational CrossFit. It’s part race decompression, part life update, and part reminder that sometimes the healthiest thing you can do is sit outside in water and call it personal growth.

We’re officially post-race, which means we’re pretending to relax while still surrounded by unfinished cleanup, schoolwork, farm chores, and whatever new project Becca has emotionally bonded with this week. This time, it’s a stock tank pool—because nothing says “recovery” like turning a giant farm bucket into a luxury redneck outdoor lounge while Jon questions every life choice that led here.

We talk post-Mid State Mile blues, finding our rhythm again, ultra running identity, recovery, reflection, birthday miles, cave adventures, cold plunges, and why explaining a 100-mile race to normal people is basically conversational CrossFit. It’s part race decompression, part life update, and part reminder that sometimes the healthiest thing you can do is sit outside in water and call it personal growth.