We Are Not Mad
“How far do you run? For how long? You must be mad!”
Some of us who are a little more familiar with ultramarathon running might have come across statements of such similarity from time to time in social environments.
I have been thinking about this for a long time, primarily because I have been at the receiving end of such statements as well.
Are we mad? No.
Ultramarathon running is, in my view, one of the most accessible sports in the world. It takes time and patience. After all, it is a sport that encourages walking. How often do you get that? One does not have to be a “super-fit” person to run an ultramarathon.
Meet Alf, the 73 year old who runs the North Face Australia 100km race every year in his signature khakhi shorts and flannel shirt.
To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.
Ultramarathon running has given me the best reality check that I have needed. It has made me realise my strengths, brought me down to my knees at my weakest moments and has made me push through my comfort zone to maintain a positive mindset, no matter what happens. There is a form of suffering involved, of course. It does hurt at times. But not always.
We are not superhumans. Human, all too human.
We are not mad.