Um...can we back up a little?
I don't know Scott Jurek. I don't know why he runs trails. But I do know one trail runner very well. He's not very fast. He's not particularly fond of running. But he's very fond of nature. Outrageously, uncontrollably, unreasonably enamored of wild places. Yes, you clever reader, it's me. I began trailrunning because I had a loving family at home that I couldn't bear to miss all day every Saturday, but I had an irresistible call of the wild competing with my love for my family. So, I began to run instead of hike. It let me switch from hiking up to Poopout Hill, or maybe Dry Lake on a good day, to going up over the top of San G and exploring the entire wilderness without neglecting my family. Believe it or not, I still caught some flack for "being gone all day" even though I got home by 10 or 11 in the morning every time. Still, I had to go. It was only after a couple of years of trailrunning that I found out that other people did it as well. I have run a few Ultramarathons, but not competitively. My favorite thing about them is the culture - a sign at the OTHTC 50k a couple years back said this, "Start out slow...........then ease back." It's mostly about sharing the trail with other enthusiasts. There are some crazy fast runners, but I don't resent them. I applaud them. They have the same love of nature as I do, and a lot more running talent. This is a bad thing?
Now, I have to confess, there is something different and fun about running that I grew to love. When you get to the top of a mountain and realize you have a long day ahead to get back to the car, that's daunting. Once your body gets used to running, and you know you're only a couple hours from the car - and a cold beer

- and maybe 2 1/2 hours from holding your kooky little 3 year old in your arms while she observes "Ew, Daddy, you're salty!" as she looks at your tired but satisfied face, it's hard to go back to the old way of doing things. There's not a lot of ego involved. But, in the interest of full disclosure, I admit that Cynthia does have a point. When you pass someone on the way down the mountain and they cheer for you, you think highly of them for being so encouraging and positive. But there's a little ego boost as well. I've never been fast and will never win a race, even a 5k, but having someone (anyone!) cheer for you is a cool part of being a human being and I'm not sorry for it - I love our interaction and ability to raise each other up as a species. Who else can do that?
As far as Jurek, he's got a stellar resume. For any doubters about my humble beginnings, here's a quote from Wiki about him: "Raised in Proctor, Minnesota,[7] Jurek is of part Polish descent.[5] He is the son of Lynn (Swapinski) and Gordon Jurek.[8][9] His childhood involved a strong connection with nature developed through hunting, fishing, and camping with his family. Scott began trail running as a child but did not run long distances until his sophomore year in high school when he started cross training with running to prepare for Nordic skiing. Although he hated running at first,[6] after spending summers running on trails with ski poles, he found a new passion for trail running. On a challenge from training partner Dusty Olson, Scott ran the Minnesota Voyageur 50 Mile in 1994, placing second in his first attempt at an ultramarathon, without even having run a marathon in training."
Okay, if I was that fast I would have been thrilled and pushed myself to the absolute limit to find out just what I had. Again, who else can do that? Isn't that just us as humans? Remember, if you respond to this, you've probably done Skyline, so you have no defense! JK, my friends, but you are achievers and overcomers, and you do that for fun. I admire that in you, just like I do in Jurek.
BTW, what do you make of this? "He is also known, however, for keeping a lighthearted attitude towards racing. He often screams loudly at the beginning of each race, rolls over finish lines, and sometimes launches into kung fu leaps into aid stations mid-race.[10] After finishing races, he frequently remains at the finish line for hours to cheer for later finishers.[24]"
If I were faster, I would do the same. In short, I think the rangers picked a horrible choice of a person to prove their point. How about citing a bunch of drunks sitting in lounge chairs getting loud and ugly? How about catching some jerks raiding rescue boxes just for the sheer malice of it? But a guy who loves the wilderness, who is amazingly fast and still an encouraging and worthwhile human being getting cited for minor infractions to make him an example? Okay, rangers, why not just admit it? It was a reasonable thought that didn't pan out? Truth be told, about 50% of my decisions in life are roughly that accurate! Admit you're wrong, explain the real problem, and grow from the experience! And buy Jurek a cold beer or a glass of champagne as a toast to his love of nature and of pushing himself to his limits...and to staying in the finishing chute hours at a time congratulating others...which is to me perhaps his greatest accomplishment.
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