Getting Hooked on the Idea
So last Thursday I’m scrolling through running forums when someone mentions this insane race that lasts weeks. Like, what? Immediately googled “world’s longest footrace” while chewing my protein bar.
Digging Up Wild Facts
First shocker: it’s not some desert ultra or mountain trail. The Self-Transcendence 3100 Mile Race happens on a single city block in Queens! Spent three hours verifying this:
- Tracked down exact location using street view – just a regular sidewalk loop
- Emailed two past finishers asking about blister management
- Called NYC Parks Dept to confirm permits (they actually laughed)
My Failed Simulation Attempt
Figured I’d test the concept last Sunday. Measured my neighborhood block – 0.3 miles per lap. Goal: 50 laps. Made it to lap 18 when:
- Neighbor called police thinking I was casing houses
- My feet swelled so bad I wore sneakers two sizes bigger next day
- Realized I’d need 102 laps DAILY to match the real thing
Total meltdown moment: Couldn’t even walk my dog Monday morning. Legs felt like overcooked spaghetti.
The Brutal Reality Check
After interviewing a 2017 finisher (dude sounded half-asleep still), these facts hit hardest:
- Winners average 70+ miles daily for 45 days straight
- Sleep happens in 4-hour chunks beside the course
- Most gain weight force-feeding 8,000+ calories daily
My takeaway? This ain’t about physical strength. Saw videos of runners hallucinating at day 30 while still moving. Pure madness.
Why This Sticks With Me
Honestly? I used to brag about finishing marathons. Now my medal collection feels like participation trophies. Ordered the race’s documentary DVD – gonna watch it while icing my knees this weekend. Might even volunteer next year just to see these human machines in action.
