I’m deep in my training for the Another Dam 50K with Kimberly. Last weekend I ran 24 miles early on a Friday morning – I got up at 3:15am and was out the door at 4 with my pepper spray and my headlamp. At 5 I met up with some friends, ran with them til 7, then finished out my run solo. I got in the door at 7:59am, with a 9:38 pace that would have put me on track for a PR in the marathon. This morning was supposed to be a rest day but my legs were itching to run. I flew through 5 miles, averaging 8:56 pace for the whole run, and it felt fun. I wanted to do more. This is the part of training I love, when I’m getting strong and the miles are happy instead of just work. When my stride feels long and tall and quick. When I come back euphoric instead of just tired. When getting out the door is easy because I want to be out there, not “have to.” When the sweat feels like a reward instead of a wringing out of energy. This is why I run.