This is a comeback to writing about running, about the sensations it brings along. A few years have passed, that took me to my limits, and beyond. I've met my limits when I DNF'd the second time in the same season of 2012, and when I finally hit the wall from overtraining. What was beyond, was the will to continue running ultras, with target distances under 100km until I feel 'ready' for the real stuff. The discovery of a whole new world of running in autonomy over longer distances in mountains unknown. The sharing of the trail with other runners. The gratifying feeling of having skipped a training session to spend time with a friend who happens to pass by my town. The adventure that seems more real than the everyday life. The feeling of belonging OUT THERE. Glad to be back!
