Yup, I'm gonna do it. I'm going to Giants. Tor Des Geants, that is. It's a 200+ mile race following the Alta Via 1 and Alta Via 2 around the Italian Alps. There will be 24,000 meters/78,000 ft of climbing...and descending. It is a single stage race, meaning there is no designated down time for rest. You rest as much or as little as you need, but the race goes on. We have 150 hours to complete the course. There will be "life bases" every 30 ish miles with cots and showers and hot food. Between, will be some smaller aid stations. The whole countryside comes together for the race, encouraging runners, offering food, wine and shelter to us total strangers running a crazy distance up and down the mountains. I am extremely excited, and ready. We've still got a lot of work to do to get me there physically, but mentally I feel like this is the right year. I know I can do it.
4 years ago I had no idea such races existed and would have balked at anyone crazy enough to do such a thing. I signed up for coaching with Eric 4-5 years ago to train for my first, and what I figured would be my ONLY ultra. The only reason I was doing an ultra was to support a friend. I tease coach Eric that sometimes I feel like Alice In Wonderland. When I started training, I stepped down a rabbit hole, Eric being the Mad Hatter. A fun and fairly accurate analogy of my first years of training. Now I am leading myself down rabbit holes and into uncharted territory, gaining confidence in my own instincts and ability.
I look forward to the continued evolution of myself. Building blocks of confidence with the mortar of peace replacing anxiety and insecurity. A greater appreciation of humanity and nature and the vulnerability of both. Grateful for a coach that has helped me along this path sometimes leading, but most importantly teaching me to lead myself.
Here's a link if you want to see more about Tor Des Geants...