One Aid Station at a Time

PC: Ultra Running Magazine

There is a moment in this film where Jeremy Miller is almost hyperventilating just from walking. The elevation has taken everything except breath and forward motion.

That is the story.

This is not about proving anything. He already ran 100 miles once. This time is about what happens when the discomfort lasts longer than motivation and the mountains decide the pace.

What stands out is not toughness. It is humility. His legs feel fine deep into the race. His feet hold up. What slows him down is air. On the climbs, there is no pushing through it. You accept what the mountain gives you.

The race gets very small. One aid station. One mile. One breath. You feel good. You feel bad. It all passes.

The crew matters as much as the runner. Pacers, family, friends, volunteers. This does not work alone. It never does.

At the end, he says something simple and honest. He loves running because he hates running so much. It is hard in the moment, but it leaves him clearer on the other side.

You do not need to run 100 miles to recognize that feeling. You just need something difficult enough that you cannot fake your way through it.