We live in the era of the extreme. We have bodybuilders who roid up and lift until they are so huge they can't even wipe their own behinds. Arnold Schwarzenegger stressed size but also proportion and symmetry. Today's bodybuilders would dwarf Arnold in his prime, and they look gross and freakish. Extremism has replaced excellence.
Ultrarunning is definitely in the extreme vein. When you have kidney failure as a regular feature of these races and you have mandatory weigh-ins to keep people from dying, you're not racing anymore. You're not demonstrating excellence. You're demonstrating masochism.
You don't have to know the limits of human endurance because science and Dr. Mengele can tell you how far you can go before you die. Just go three days without water and see what happens. There is an extreme challenge for you.
These extreme events are stupid. Much of this madness began in the seventies as people decided that marathoning wasn't enough. They never gave a sh*t if they could run fast. They ran far, and this just boggled people's minds. So, they kept jacking up the stakes to the point where we have such stuff as the Canadian Death Race and the Badwater Ultramarathon that are just crucibles of agony.
It is easy to be extreme. It is hard to be excellent. I have to wonder if these folks can run 100 miles in a single day, why can't they run 100 miles a week for a couple of years and put up some good times in races?
I am not impressed with the ultrarunning thing anymore. I am impressed when a 70+ runner goes sub-3 for a marathon. That is unreal. I'd like to see Karno do that when he gets old.
My thinking on this is influenced heavily by Aristotle's concept of the mean. Virtue is the midpoint between deficiency and excess. We are nation of Gallowalkers and ultrarunners, but we really suck at being good. We are well represented on the sides of deficiency and excess, but where is the excellence?
The day will come when 100 miles won't be enough. So, you will be required to go 100 miles while lugging a cinderblock . Then, they might require a fur coat for Badwater. Why not drive nails into competitor's feet? Why not have a race where the last person still alive is declared the winner? Where will the stunts end?