There are for me many times when I wonder what it would be like to actually do the Self Transcendence 3100 mile race myself. It is an absurd if not even crazy question but still it is one that forces me to examine more seriously just what I am doing with my own life.
Part of this question, in fact 99% of it, is based on whether or not I even have the physical capacity to do it. The answer is an unequivocal no. To even cover 60 miles in one day might likely send me to a hospital. Just the same I run quite a few laps here every morning and every one is a joy and a celebration.
The real question, raised by wondering about participating in the race myself, is for me a real curiosity about whether or not I had the capacity to stay as happy and as positive as these runners. Because as far as I can see, being able to maintain this kind of joy is perhaps even more important than piling up the necessary miles. There really can’t be anything in life more stressful and difficult than running 3100 miles. Yet again and again I see faces filled with spontaneous joy and light.
Everyone here has been running now for almost 2 weeks. Just about everyone has completed 700 miles or more. It just has to be tough, it has to be really hurting, and everyone must be really tired. The scary truth is they have only literally just begun.
We all in our own way try to do the right thing in our life in the right way. Even if we do the correct thing with reluctance at least it is better than not doing it at all.
To do something like the 3100 than, with all your body, heart, and soul, has to be an accomplishment of unprecedented potential. To be able to surrender yourself in your entirety, without any pangs of attachment, whispers of desire, or shimmering visions of glory. To toe the starting line with all the baggage of what your mind demands of you and gradually simply cast it all away until it is just your spirit unburdened, journeying towards its transcendence goal.