2026 Bighorn 100 - My Breakthrough
A race to a 100-mile finish line is naturally measured in units of distance. There’s the 100 stinkin’ miles, of course. There’s the distance between aid stations, the bite-sized chunks you use to break up the course. There’s also thousands of feet of climbing and even more thousands of steps to be taken. An ultramarathon can also be measured in decisions; thousands of them, big and small, that move you closer or further from your goals. There’s a decision to be steady or patient; to eat when your stomach has already turned; to run when your legs want to walk; to hold on to your last reserves of hope when you’re in the lowest of lows. Just as much as the miles covered, the totality of these many decisions bring you to the finish line. Before the start of the Bighorn 100, I’m making my first decision— an answer to a rhetorical question I whisper to myself amidst a sea of runners at the start line. “Are you open to this?” It’s not the catchiest of phrases. I’m not even sure it makes...