My Skyrun From the Back At the back of an endurance race, the world sounds different. There’s no roar of celebration, no finish-line countdown echoing across the mountains. There are no cameras waiting, no medals glittering in anticipation. There is only the wind, the dark, the cold… and the stubborn heartbeat of people who refuse to quit. This is the place where the stories rarely get told. The place of the unseen, the uncelebrated, the ones who carry courage no one notices and fight battles no