Visitare il Colosseo per il mio compleanno. 🇮🇹🥂⠀
Visiting the Colosseum on my 30th Birthday, ya’all! I certainly don’t feel old next to this ancient beast, built circa 70-80 AD. Utterly surreal walking where SO much history unfolded. And gladiators, guys! (Side note: Gladiator is my favorite movie). Ah! Freaking coolest birthday present! Ti amo moltissimo, @thedougmichaels 😘!! ⠀
📸 snapped by the hubs, @thedougmichaels ⠀
👉Swipe: Pre-race and post-race vibes last Aug, at @cascadecrest100 miler. It’s quite amazing what you can accomplish in 23 hours and 39 minutes, if you just forego that minor thing called sleep.
I’ve been doing some reflecting lately on why I run these stupid-long distances. If I’ve learned one thing through my 20+ ultramarathons over the past five years or so, it’s that your physical body will only take you so far. Everyone has a breaking point, and no matter how fit you think you are, you WILL hit it eventually. And it will hurt, I promise.
One of the hardest parts of running an ultra is managing and accepting the presence of pain. I’ve photographed enough races to realize that everyone suffers in these things, whether you are in first place or last. I don’t care how fast you are, no one escapes a visit to the pain cave. And as a general rule, we aren’t very good at embracing pain and making space for it.
That’s what makes these crazy stupid long runs so addictive, you see. It’s not just about “running 100 miles” or whatever distance scares you — because if you think about it, it’s a very random thing to pay to go run around remote mountains for hours and days on end simply for the “fun of it”. But the power of these races is that they quickly become more about the mind’s ability to lean into the suffering, rather than the body’s natural attempts to avoid it.
In this particular race, the thing I’m most proud of is how I was able to take a race that I’d spent the first 50 miles slogging and suffering through (which for the record is a long fucking time to slog for), and then make a conscious decision to change that narrative and outcome. I may have just spent 12 hours straight coming up with a million excuses for why I sucked so much (spoiler: it was mostly my attitude), but I still managed to turn those last 50 miles into a podium finish and a major lesson in just how powerful the mind really is when we stop giving it bullshit excuses.
It really is all in our heads, folks.
Coming from a country where fresh water is scarce. Makes me realize more and more the importance of fresh water. Faroes farmers have abundance of fresh water everywhere! A truly farmers paradise 💦
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As Selli is super busy with her university tasks 📚 and I am currently feeling really sick 🤒 it’s the perfect time to take a look back to this beautiful and relaxed day with our cute four-legged friends 😍.
Great memories are able to spend energy for the rest of our lifes. So make sure you collect heaps to look back on.
What’s the first great memorie that comes to you mind 🤗?
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Channeling my inner Wolf 🐺 Super Blood Wolf Moon of 2019 and it’s a magical time✨
Blood moon taken with my Sony 24-70mm but was able to crop in a bit and play with a fun double exposure.
Portrait shot taken by @il_visuals
Edit by me 🌙