Upon signing up six months or more out from the race: Sheer excitement.
“Yeah, I’ve got this! Running this ultra is going to be great! I feel so strong; I’m ready!”
One month later: Delayed realization.
“Guess I should finally make that training plan. Wait…. you want me to run WHAT?”
First few weeks of training plan: Undue glee.
“This is awesome. I’m training for an ultra and feel great!”
Last week weeks of training plan: Anticipation. Doubt. Reality. (most likely sick or dealing with another personal crisis because that’s just how it works)
“Why the heck did I sign up for this in thee first place? Who runs like this?!”
Taper week: Frenzy. Hysteria. Bursts of emotional breakdowns.
“Did I train enough? Too much? I know I should eat healthy but I feel like eating everything! I’m scared! Poop!”
Race morning: ……….
I’m running a freaking ultra… no words.
Post-race: Unnatural levels of elation.
“That was the best thing ever! I love running ultras! I’m going to sign up for another tonight!!”
Can you relate to any of these emotions?