Product Description

Journalist Kirk Johnson knows painmind-numbing, body wracking pain. When his beloved older brother commits suicide, Kirk starts runningrunning to escape, running to understand, running straight into the hell of Badwater, the ultimate test of endurance equal to five consecutive marathons. From the inferno of Death Valley to the freezing summit of Mt. Whitney, alongside a group of dreamers, fanatics, and virtual running machines, Kirk will stare down his limitations and his fears on a journey inwarda journey that just might offer the redemption of his deepest and most personal loss. Kirk Johnson is a Pulitzer Prize-nominated journalist whose transforming experience in Death Valley raises To The Edge beyond the realm of simple sports narrative. With its story of heartbreaking loss and profound survival, To The Edge is reminiscent of the New York Times bestselling Into Thin Air (Villard, 1997).

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #187517 in Books
• Published on: 2001-07
• Original language: English
• Number of items: 1
• Binding: Hardcover
• 256 pages

From Publishers Weekly
Journalist Johnson chronicles his participation in one of the world's toughest endurance races, the 135-mile Badwater Ultramarathon, and his simultaneous emotional reckoning with family members and himself. Johnson, who had never run a regular marathon, entered the race after his brother, a highly respected athlete, committed suicide. He recruited his sister and nearly estranged living brother to help him. In the first section, Johnson describes learning about and preparing for the race. As a journalist and a participant, he met many interesting Badwater participants (the paraplegic runners especially stand out) and offers insight into the phenomenon of ultramarathons, exploring questions like "Why does Badwater exist... and persist? Why does it capture the imagination?" After a strong start, though, this part goes on too long. The fascinating second section details the actual race and affords an inside look at an endurance runner's thoughts. Johnson deftly blends excitement, tension, grief and humor. He describes his feelings on one evening of the race, blister crisis in check: "The world was surprising and filled with eye-opening wonder, and the simple act of moving through it had become a source of joy." Johnson occasionally relies on a clich‚ or two, but they are offset by lovely passages that make his unusual experience familiar and immediate to the reader. Photos. (July)Forecast: The book should do well among the boomer fitness crowd, especially runners. The quality of the writing, the national advertising campaign and the six-city author tour will boost sales further.

Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information, Inc.

From Library Journal
When his older brother, an apparently stable man and a runner, committed suicide, Johnson began running in order to understand and deal with his brother's inexplicable action. Not an athlete himself, he swiftly progressed from weekend runs to half-marathons, then marathons, finally committing to running the Badwater Ultramarathon. The Badwater starts in Death Valley and ends on Mt. Whitney, 135 miles of searing heat and uncompromising topography. Johnson enlisted other family members to help and in 1999 completed the event. This is a startling accomplishment that is worthy of examination, which the author provides in excruciating detail. Johnson is a reporter for the New York Times and adequately documents every incident that had the slightest effect on his stamina, state of mind, or introspective musings. Unfortunately, the expected examination of the factors that go into extreme endurance fades in the face of his self-absorption and interminable soul-searching. Dedicated ultramarathoners and those in the throes of self-discovery may ask for this book, but its audience will be limited.
- Edwin B. Burgess, U.S. Army Combined Arms Research Lib., Fort Leavenworth, KS
Copyright 2001 Reed Business Information, Inc.

From Booklist
Ultramarathons are a supreme test of physical endurance and mental fortitude--and that's when the course is flat, the weather pleasant, and the runner supremely prepared. The Badwater Ultramarathon in Death Valley offers 130 miles of potentially lethal heat, 40-mile-per-hour headwinds, and lightning storms. Despondent over the suicide of his older brother, New York Times reporter Johnson decided to compete in the Badwater as a kind of personal grief therapy (his brother was a gifted athlete). He enlisted his sister and another brother to help him train--no easy task for a one-time "fat boy" who had never even attempted a half-marathon. To keep the narrative moving and to prevent the introspective focus from becoming narcissistic navel gazing, Johnson provides plenty of detail about this demanding sport, including revealing interviews with other ultramarathoners. He's also honest with the reader. If the 54-hour experience failed to deliver what Johnson expected in the way of enlightenment, it was not without rewards, both physical and spiritual. A remarkable saga. Wes Lukowsky
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Customer Reviews

the Ultramarathon as life...
As Johnson passes a fellow Badwater runner near the end of the race, he writes: "I thanked him and wished him luck, and felt a pang of guilt for how damn good it had felt. And still the road ahead beckoned." Similarly as Johnson climbs toward the Mt Whitney Portal at the end of the race, with tears streaming down his face, he summarizes his emotional feelings about the death of his brother in the powerfully terse language of an ultramarathoner: "I'm alive. I go on."

Johnson's well written book creatively uses the challenge of the Badwater race as a model for the journey we make through life. There is no sound-bite exclaimation of "I solved the mystery of endurance and it is...", or "The best way to run an ultramarathon (and your life) is ...". Instead, Johnson shows us his journey with remarkably clear, honest and insightful writing. Far from being a model athlete, Johnson is an ordinary person in the midst of extraordinary struggles who uses determination, planning and instinct to find a path, his path.

I found myself laughing out loud many times and my eyes welling up with tears in other sections of the book. The moments of self-doubt when he finds himself struggling to speak to his hero were hilarious; the frogs and Bach were pure comedy genius, and the deep dive into a semi-hallucinatory second night on the road were frightening. As a runner I marveled at his determination and the magnitude of his feat. But I'm certain non-runners will respect and admire the honesty he uses to describe the sometimes conflicting emotions and experiences he and his support crew have during the race. This is not a training manual for running long distances, but rather an engaging story about one man dealing with the death of a brother and searching for ways to unite and celebrate with the most important people in his life - his family.

As a writer for the Times, Johnson was instructed to do his research, then return to the office and forget everything about being polite or rude, careful or exclamatory, and to report the truth. He succeeds brilliantly at that task with this book.

Couldn't put it down
As I read through Kirk Johnson's account of his journey and motivation and inner search that made up his Badwater ultramarathon experience, I was pulled into his writing the same way long-distance running seduced me as a young man. He captured the euphoria, isolation, drive and the heart and essence of endurance running in a way I haven't seen done. He was lyrical and poetic in his descriptions of the epic battle of man against himself. I would recommend the book to any runner or to anyone who wonders why we run. The only criticism I have are the few moments in the book where Johnson seems to repeat emotions he is feeling that he already has delved into. But the power of the book is evident in that Johnson's gripping tale has created in me a runner who longs to tempt Badwater and Death Valley. Well-done book.

What????!!!
I want to first say that I'm not a runner. I happened upon this book one day when I was at a book store looking for information on Death Valley for a trip in June (one I just got back from). The cover of the book intrigued me but decided not to buy it. I later on ended up ordering it through Amazon. Other bookstores close by had this book sold out!
I couldn't put this book down. I was Kirk Johnson for the time I was reading the book and found myself reliving details of Kirk's run while I was at Death Valley. I kept asking people there at Death Valley if they've seen the Badwater race - I guess anyway I can keep living Kirk's experiences. I can tell you I will never see tomato juice the same way again! IT taste the best out there! I jumped on ANYONE that said the Badwater race was about "crazy" runners and their pride - which I knew isn't at all the case. My companion and I (who knew parts of Kirk's experience from what I've read aloud to him) even brought along La Boheme. Perfect!

So you can see that the title of my comment is really in response to those who commented negatively on this book. I find it hard to believe that there are those out there that could find this book "shallow", "repetitive". "poorly written", and "Irritating". I respect their opinion but it is clear to me that those who has this opinion of this book has obviously not received the message of the book. Just from the cover, you can tell that the book was little about running but more about the people that run - their mentalities, the way they see life (I still laugh when I think of what Kirk said about driving fast enough or how the more he ran, the slower he gets) and their search for endurance. If you want to read a book about how to run, this is not the book for you. However, if you want to know why you run, then maybe you'll get this very touching, very well written, and very unforgetable book.

I think my Death Valley trip was even closer to my heart because the book showed me that I needed to respect the desert and respecting it allowed me to see the magic that only the desert can give.

Thanks Kirk and to the badwater runners. You make me want to run for my life.