My story (thus far)...



I forced myself to keep going, one foot in front of the other, two steps then breath, two more steps. Up ahead I could see the crowd cheering and just past them the finish line looming, the large electric clock ticking the seconds away as I pushed my body harder than I would have ever thought possible. It was my first 100 mile endurance run, and I was going to complete it in just over twenty-four hours. I ignored the pain in my legs, the complete exhaustion, and just focused on that clock ahead of me until I ran past it.


If you had asked me a few years ago, I would have said running a hundred miles wasn’t possible. I’ve always been interested in physical activities, and I enjoyed the occasional run, but never anything longer than a few miles or so. I actually used to run as a way of cutting weight when I was training on the SJSU varsity Judo team, until I realized I actually enjoyed the running part the best. From there I went on to run a few trail runs, my first marathon, and, eventually, my first ultra marathon. I’ve learned that, as long as I’m willing to put in the time and listen to my body, nothing is impossible.