As I am making my journey to the 100 mile race goal, I get asked the same question. I mean it comes in my forms but the core of the inquires are the same. Why? Why run that distance? The answer always escapes me at the time. But when I am out on the trails with my friends or eating donuts afterwards, the answer hangs there like a pregnant pause in a speech. You can't put your finger on it. Words can't define it. But the answer is among those moments with them. The moments with myself. Racing. Training. Those moments. That is why. And, yet...it is bigger than that. Suffering breeds a special type of hope. Whether self induced or otherwise the growth from confronting pain head-on cannot be described or emulated. I find myself inspired by those you have dug deep to face challenges they didn't know they were equipped for. The strength, the hope, one has to have to go eyes open into a situation that seems larger than themselves is infectious. Being around th