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the (mis)adventures of an ultrarunner

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Stories.

  • 40 Hours and 1 MinuteMay 18, 2016
  • Nine Out of 100January 27, 2016
  • Grindstone 100: Hanging On To HopeMarch 26, 2015
  • The Pistol VendettaMarch 4, 2014
  • Going Rogue at Salton SeaJune 5, 2013
  • Under Ancient OaksDecember 7, 2012
  • 100 Miles to Trusting My GutDecember 19, 2011
  • Refined by Fire in the Fort Clinch FurnaceJuly 9, 2011

Hi.

I'm Ash Walsh.

I'm Ash Walsh.

I hate sitting still, so I adventure all over the Southeast with my partners in crime. I've finished eight 100 mile races over the last decade, amongst other stupid things. Sometimes I win, most of the time I just screw around and play in the dirt. Either way, I like to write about it. I'm married to my high school sweetheart, Dan, who is a total stud. And together we have two kids, Brett & Brooklyn. I work in fighting human trafficking, and I am passionate about what I do! Thanks for following my adventures!

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And so begins prep for yet another mountain 100 miler. Man I love this stuff.
I was supposed to race a road half last weekend. Then I remembered what a terrible idea it was bc I despise roads. And numbers. So I bailed, and met bff @zeeger6 in the Smokies to run in a winter storm instead. (This is me with my hat getting blown off during a high wind advisory.) Though I ditched the road race, I'm still highly competitive and in pretty good shape. So I made sure to push the pace on the descent and do everything humanly possible to drop Zach in the last mile. It worked! I won! It was ridiculously #inspirational. #winner #zachdidntknowwewereracing (pic by z)
It's finally tank top in frozen temps season! Climbed up the nasty backside of Rabun today and added in some bonus miles to a waterfall for good measure. (10mi | 3k gain) Legs are toast, time to eat everything and watch The Office reruns until we pass out 📸@d_walsh15 #atlantatrails 💕
"I tell my friends all the time-- looking at her-- you'd never know what all she's been through, all the terrible decisions she made." (--yest from an old friend) Sobering. I never try to hide my past. I'm just me. But I legit thank God every single day that it no longer controls or defines me. (These mountains, however... They can define me all they want.) 2Corinthians5:17
The more I run, the less I care about anyone's validation, input, acknowledgement, or respect. I have nothing left to prove. The only thing driving me is a deep connection to the land and mountains, and a constant, fiery, intrinsic need to challenge myself in them. Always harder. Nothing else matters.
TB to this picture a nice fellow named Greg took Saturday of me looking mildly athletic while running fifty miles through Satan's backyard. Thx Greg. #90somethingdegrees
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