Why is it that I'm having trouble accepting that "only" 50 miles could be the longest race of my season?
I don't know, something in my brain is pulling back and forth. You need to do more... 50 miles is tougher than hell, just focus on that...
Weird. Sort of an existential moment. Why are ultrarunners so focused on 100 miles and not 110 or 120 or 100k?
Perhaps it's because I feel my body is better suited for longer than 50 miles, that I don't have the legspeed to keep up in shorter events. Perhpas not; sort of a odd moment right now for me.