Hello. Is anyone still reading this?? Haha.

Well, for my own sake, I thought I would wrap up my race blogging with a recap of the final stage along with some thoughts about the whole adventure. Strap in for a long post here

I woke up this morning, like every morning this week since Monday, and I thought I was done. Both the body and the mind had reached a certain limit. As I stood up onto my swollen feet, I looked around and noticed that nearly every person there was limping. The collective stink of our bodies permeated the gymnasium. We ate our dehydrated meals with somber faces and slowly tied up the shoes. Like everyday, I just started packing up, and took it all one minute at a time. If you don

Finally, a rest day! We are actually posted up in a gymnasium as our camp from last night has been flooded with rain. It looks a bit like a disaster relief site in here, but

Every day when you make it to the finish line at camp, you can hear the sound of a drum calling you in. Today, hearing that sound was the sweetest relief.

Day 2 started out beautifully. My body felt recovered and the weather was cool and overcast, and Rishav and I were able to run quite a bit. It felt so good to stretch the legs and move quickly. Eventually however, my feet became too sore to be able to enjoy moving. But there was so much moving left to do. Even walking felt labored, and we still had another 24km to run.

But the landscape was even more majestic than yesterday. Rishav has kept me going in the tough moments, and I am so grateful that he has been willing to stay with me even though I know that he could easily run ahead.

Onward to Day 3. Thank you all for the love and comments!

Yesterday [Saturday]

When I was little, I was the kid that got sick or hurt all of the time. While I loved exploring nature outdoors, I was also clumsy, and had not been blessed with the greatest immune system. My parents, well-intended, would often remind me of this and would worry if I went out for too long in the winter cold or if I had expressed interest in any risky activities. They had lost three children before I was born, so it makes sense that they would worry. Over the years, this led me to accepting my place in the world as an

I joked in my bio for the Gobi March site that I have a habit of running races I haven

Hello! This is my first post for the 2018 Gobi March blog. Ideally, I would have started posting about training months ago, but truthfully I have been so focused on the training and race preparations that writing about all of it fell to the back burner.