I was 14 hours into a 50 mile run, after running the over 100 miles the previous four days in the middle of the desert.  I had hit the wall six times already, and was about to go for a deep and dark seventh. Literally. It was 2am in the middle of the Sahara desert and my eyes were playing tricks on me.  At the end of my rope, stumbling through the sand I hit a crisis point. I projected four hours away from finishing the race and I didn’t know if I could go any further.  As I agonized over my situation, like grinding over the top of a giant hill, a new horizon brought a new perspective my way in the form of a question.  What’s the learning opportunity here? When I got real curious over why I was in so much agony, the paradigm shifted and I raised my gaze towards overcoming the obstacle instead of lamenting on it.   It’s something that has stuck with me to build awareness and to problem …