Post-Race Blues

By Alyssa Clark

Coming off of my most recent race, I’ve found myself somewhat uncharacteristically down. I kept asking myself what was wrong.

I have no reason to be sad. I’m not injured or really as sore as I used to be post-ultras. I found myself thinking multiple times “oh this time last week I was
eating my pre-race dinner with Codi” or “I was three hours in to the race this point last week.” I think the one I’m not being honest to admit is the most true. “I miss pretending I’m superwoman”.