Since the 200-mile race in December, my motivation had been… missing. Not misplaced. Not gently dozing. Gone. Training happened, but not with the spark I was used to.

This was not just a race. It was a pilgrimage into the depths of self - a quiet celebration of resilience and an ode to the wild places still left inside us.

Storm Antoni had become part of my journey, an unexpected companion that had forged an unbreakable bond between me and the trail.

Running long distances transcends psychological boundaries and the further we reach inwardly, the farther we can run outwardly.