Last year I ate a slice of Crazy Pie. This year, I am Ultra Crazy.

I just signed up for a 50K race. (That’s 31.1 miles.) It’s on December 17th. In Indiana.

And I couldn’t be more excited. My friend Christi convinced me. Her logic, which I totally bought into, was that we will already be well on our way in training after our fall marathon and that if we do it together, we can do anything. I think she’s right.

It’s a trail race (I have never done a trail run before). December in Indiana very well could have many inches of snow on the ground and will undoubtedly be cold. And it’s an ULTRA MARATHON!!!!

Holy guacamole. I mean, I remember vividly when I couldn’t run a mile under 15 minutes. And then when my dream was to finish a half marathon at a 10 mi/mile pace (my last one was sub 9). And when I thought I would be “one and done” after my first marathon. And here I am. Doing an ultra marathon. It’s crazy. And yet it’s bloody brilliant.