A RUNNER’S HIGH

In his latest running memoir, Karnazes reckons with age.

Since his debut, Ultramarathon Man (2006), the author has done as much as anyone to bring ultrarunning to the mainstream, extolling the virtues of the sport as he recounts his astonishing feats of endurance. In this book, Karnazes demonstrates his outsize influence; seemingly every few pages, another runner approaches him (often midrace) to show their appreciation. If this setup sounds boastful, be assured that the author has a knack for self-deprecation that he deploys smartly in these scenes. Such humility seems easier for Karnazes to achieve than it has been before, and this book finds him at a kind of nadir in his career. He’s in his late 50s, out of shape (relatively speaking), and running a 100K ultra in an attempt to fitness-cram before another extremely difficult race he hopes to run. The narrative is less the story of another Karnazes triumph than a tale of reckoning with an inevitability faced by all athletes: decline. Lying on the ground after a fall, he reflects, “my younger self could waltz through a 100K, but now such contests invariably digressed into Homeric slugfests. Maybe I didn’t belong out here anymore; maybe it was time to quit. I continued staring at the sky, contemplating my reason for being.” The tinge of self-pity reads as appropriate to the circumstance, and the author’s openness to introspection gives this book more depth than some of his others. He won’t be mistaken for a belletrist, but the text’s more lyrical sections are appropriate to the moment. As ever, Karnazes is at his best telling the simple truths of running: “To me, running is a grand adventure, an intrepid outward exploration of the landscape and a revealing inward journey of the self.”

A book that will inspire athletes of all stripes, whatever their aches and pains, to hit the ground running.