I have been sore this week. I haven't done any running at all - I don't think I would have been able to because of my badly blistered feet - but it has given me a chance to reflect a little on my summer's ultra running. My main emotion at the moment is probably one of relief: relief at having completed a difficult and new challenge, and relief at proving myself capable of pushing myself through the tough spells without giving up. I wondered if I had lost the ability to do that. I'm sure it will not be a great surprise when I admit that this year's WHW race failure has left a number of scars, despite my attempts over the last few months to forget about it, to get over it, and to take on board the many words of consolation. Given the insignficance of running in the general scheme of things I do feel quite guilty about admitting to these feelings, but the truth is that I have felt like a complete failure since 21 June and last weekend has helped me put it behind me.
So, what next? I might try and get out for a gentle run around the middle of the week, but am not in any desperate rush. I'll just see how things go.
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Belated Congratulations on your fantastic achievement last week Ian - delighted to hear that it's helped you lay some ghosts to rest! Suppose I can let you off for missing Stirling...!
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Well done, mate. Dragon slain, scars healed. For me you're still the daddy of the WHW regardless of 2008.
Hear hear! Well played. Failure only occurs if you don't get up and try again. And you've put that one to bed quite firmly.
Use this year as a learning curve. Please dispense advice to me in years to come when I have similar problems. Not that I'm going to have them, but you never know and your experience will be useful.
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