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is a crazy figure for high school kids at least (though far from unheard of). But that was back in the day when our heroes ran ridiculous mileage, too. Problem for me was that my heroes were training for 10K meters or more at an international level, not just hoping to make the state meet in the 2 mile. I wasn't pushed by a coach to do so (my coach probably would have had a cow had he known), it was mid-winter and what the hell else am I going to do in Indiana in December? For the remainder of high school I kept it to 70/week, and much less when competition started.
If you have the time (and that's probably the biggest limiter), 95 miles/week isn't all that uncommon, especially among top runners. Whether one starts to run into massively diminishing returns is another discussion. Even now in my advancing middle age, I'll be trying to crank it up to a peak of 80 miles/week in preparation for a marathon in May (one last shot at a time goal before I get too old). Lots of early mornings and my wife won't see me on Sundays until noon, but doable for a person with a job. But we'll see if my old legs can still handle that, and adjust accordingly if necessary. And I don't plan to win anything; if I have a really good day maybe I can walk away with a free pair of socks.
As for write-ups, meh, there are plenty with more interesting stories than mine (and to directly answer your question: no, never written anything worth reading). I've always been one of those "just shy of greatness" runners. Never quite good enough to qualify for Olympic Trials, pack fill at cross-country nationals, that kind of thing. As I often say, there are two people on the planet that care about my results: my wife and my mother, and I'm not 100% sure about my mother. So I've just never written much down.