Leave Your Mark
Jun 25, 2021
3 minutes
BY CORY REESE
anic had set in. It was the middle of the night at the inaugural Zion 100 and the only thing we could see by the light of our headlamps was a vast expanse of slickrock. I was running with a dozen other runners and we were all lost because the markings on this particular section of the course were sorely lacking. You’re not a true ultrarunner until you’ve been so lost
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