On a desert highway stretching from Jaisalmer to Longewala in Rajasthan, the sun burns at noon and the night freezes by dawn. One hundred miles of sand, asphalt, and silence — this is what defines the Hell Run, a race designed to break bodies and test resolve. At midday, the temperature hovers near thirty degrees Celsius; by midnight, it plunges below zero. Dehydration is inevitable, injuries common, and failure almost certain. This was a run
Hell of a run: How Buffett philosophy made a JP Morgan exec an ultrarunner
