I was digging around in some old computer files and came upon this gem. It's my brother Richard bringing it home at the 2002 Mohican (Ohio) 100 mile.
There's a bunch of chatter online about what a 100 mile is, how to approach it, and what it does to the body and mind.
No need to add commentary here. Just look into the face of the man in the red jacket. A picture is truly worth a thousand words.
Ultrarunning at the 100 mile distance is a weird animal. There are numerous highs and lows, times when you want to poop in your pants or crawl off the trail and die like a small rodent.
But if all the cards play out like they might, it's possible to march in to the finish line.
Whatever the discourse, I'm here to tell you that 100-milers are monster events that take a little piece of you each time you make the journey. That's why they're so epic and valuable. You have to complete one to understand.