I Get Back Up-Oil Creek 2017
DNF Did Not Finish For years, I fought the initials..saw them as a sign of weakness...of unpreparedness...of a sign that I didn’t handle something correctly. I’m over that. Sometimes, It feels like I collect DNF’s. There is a normal progression when I earn one, not unlike the stages of grief. I rationalize. I rip my race apart. I wish I could get back on the course for one more chance. I move on to the next race. I’ve come to accept that I am damn proud of my DNF’s. Each and every one that I have earned has pushed me to my absolute limit. I don’t quit easily, and it is empowering to know that I can push myself until I have absolutely nothing more to give, regardless of if I hold a buckle at the end or not. One draw of Ultra-running, is that it doesn’t have a *&(% to give about what you’ve done before. Experience is nice, but each starting line resets the clock. Mother Nature, wild life, course conditions, these things are all out of my control, b