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The Hardest Distance Is Between Your Ears

There’s a point in almost every run when my brain turns on me.Why are you doing this? You’re not even a runner. You’ll injure yourself again. You’re not capable of this.And suddenly, I want to stop. The funny thing is, my body hasn’t even begun to struggle. My legs are strong, my breathing is steady, and I still have plenty left in the tank. It’s my mind that’s ready to throw in the towel—turning every old injury, every doubt, and every fear into evidence that I should quit. Logic and fear join hands, stage a full-blown dharna in my head, …

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I’ve Never Run an Ultra. But Their Pain Taught Me How to Stay.

I’ve never run an ultramarathon. Never hallucinated in the desert, never eaten mashed potatoes at mile 90, never peeled off my own toenail like a souvenir. But I’ve read their stories obsessively—sometimes more than once—and highlighted them like sacred texts. It’s a strange thing to envy people who willingly suffer. But ultrarunners don’t just suffer—they choose to, over and over again. That kind of madness fascinated me before I could even jog five minutes without clutching my knees. And oddly enough, their stories gave me the strength …

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