The miles seemed important as they piled up. I was certain I’d surpassed 1,300 miles for 2016, but upon reviewing the graphic below, it’s clear I fell a bit shy: 1,295 miles – still not too shabby.
I logged my first 100K – just shy of 64 miles and more than 12,000 feet of vertical gain – at the Worlds End 100K in May at Worlds End State Park in northern Pennsylvania. I ran other ultras in Massachusetts and Vermont, and paced Alex to her first 100-mile finish at the Vermont 100. I even knocked out my fastest 5K since high school at the Cambridge Winter Classic in December.
I logged most of my miles in the US, but added a few in Ireland and London, too.
It was a good year of running; a happy year of running.
They all seem rather small, however, as there are much more important steps to be taken in 2017 and the years ahead.