I meant to take pics all along my running route today…
A church about 5 miles into the run. I stashed a Starbucks Double Espresso something or other here, and as I sipped it, I noticed the cannon.
Cannons in the middle of Ohio? Other than some Indian skirmishes, this part of Ohio wasn’t involved in any wars using canons..
When I read the plaque I thought it was kind of neat. It looks like it says “The Boys in Blue”
dedicated way back in 1902, so the Civil War must have still been a prescence in people’s lives 30+ years later. I wonder if the area had many Civil War veterans. I wouldn’t think so, because not many people live down this way! This is still remote farmlands, it must have been far more remote in 1902.
I like this shot. The zombies won’t make it far over the hill with this cannon defending the hilltop!
Next little town, if you can call it that, is Gilmore. It’s really just a road intersection. I took pics of the abandoned houses falling down here, but didn’t post them because it was sad.
This church is sad though. Church for sale. Anyone need a little church?
I continued on my way, and got to my Aid Station about mile 8:
I found these little Amp Shots at the local grocery store. I can’t say I really saw any difference in using these, so probably won’t try them again.
This was the last pic I got, I was starting on a big uphill. For some reason, probably my stop at the AS, my hands were freezing in my running gloves. I had to keep taking my fingers out and ball up my hands inside the glove for warmth. Consequently, I dropped my camera. And then it froze up on me!!
This was when I started doing a little whining to myself. I was very cold, my hands were red and very cold, maybe I should just call the husband for a bailout. But then, I started up a very big hill. This helped warm me up again, and I switched podcasts that I was listening to. Then I had a big downhill, and I think I was over the half-way point of the run.
I got down by the Tuscarawas river, the lowest elevation, and the sun broke through the clouds, and it actually warmed up a bit! I scared up two different groups of deer, 7 in the first group and six in the second, from their comfortable bedding spots.
I then had one of my last big climbs, from around 789 feet to 1200 feet (this is a hilly route, check out my climbs and drops) and knew I wasn’t calling for a bailout. I did get kind of tired in the last few miles, and my hip flexors are a bit sore, but I just need to stretch better.
I’m glad I did this run today. Although I wanted to go to Mohican, my time was better spent getting some good road miles in, since my upcoming 100 miler is more like a road than trail. (It’s like a bike path, no single track). I ended up with 24 miles in 5.38 around a 14.35 pace.
Although no smile pictures, I did have the nice post endorphin high, and now I’m very pleasantly tired, as you should be after a good effort!
This has really bothered me..to the point of tears. I’m not sure if it’s just my disappointment, or just my whole shit sandwich of a week I’ve had.
An email I recieved:
“Hey Kimba,Attached is a note Carolyn asked me to forward to you. Can you find another crazy to take on this 120 adventure? I think it is good to have a partner you know a bit and of comparable pace.The Pub Run has fun last Saturday, how was your trainer?Dan
I am pleased to tell you that my friend Jill wants to run the Appalachian crossing with me. She will be contacting you shortly, but I told her I would let you know for sign up. I think it would be best if Kim gets another partner, as Jill is fast these days and we will be doing our training together. I lost my old emails as my computer went down, so will you contact Kim and let her know? When do you need money? Thanks for all of your help! Carolyn “
This is about the Appalachian Crossing.
Reasons I am pissed: 1) Not being contacted directly. My address is on the WV Yahoo Group, if you had any web savvy you would have found it. 2) Being dumped because I am slow-I typed a whole bunch of expletives here, then decided I was better person and deleted it. 3) Not being able to run the Appalchian Crossing-I don’t know anyone who is old, fat and slow as me, that would want to run a multi stage day race across West Virginia. And is slow. Did I mention I was slow?
This was just an inopportune time to receive this. I’ve had chaos at home, with skunked dogs and little sleep; dispointments at work and have had to internalize (as usual) great stress since it’s things I can’t talk about; little energy to get quality workouts in.
I emailed Dan and told him I was out for the Crossing. Give my space to some young, fit fast runner who has all sorts of people to run with at their speed. Yes, I am bitchy, whining, and complaining.
Guess who stopped by for a visit late last night? Guess which two dogs couldn’t resist interacting with Mssr Pew?
Guess who got 3 hour of sleep?
Dogs do not smell too bad, after a bath of shampoo, baking soda and vinegar. Our bedroom is uninhabitable; that’s where the GS dog jumped into to let us know she’d been tagged. The living room carpet needs cleaned, where they rolled around on, spreading their joyous scent.
Oh well. At least I’m going to work and leaving this for my work-at-home husband.
Joe climbing up at Little Lyons Falls Rob climbing up Little Lyons Falls Wendy in the lead on the Purple Loop Group photo: Mike, Wendy,Debbie, Regis,Joe, Michelle, Rob, Kimba
Luc was late!
Mike, Michelle and Luc, on the “Forget the PR” section Debbie, our special guest runner from Phoenix! Debbie climbing up Little Lyons Falls Luc at the waterfall at Big Lyons Falls Luc coming off the trail at Pleasant Dam Mike climbing up at Little Lyons Falls Okay, pics all out of order, but that’s okay!
Race report: We all got to Covered Bridge right on time, except for Luc, who was late and missed the group photo. We started down the traditional purple loop, with the understanding that we would add the extra mileage and head out to view the “Forget the PR” loop. (but we didn’t give Debbie this memo!)
We had the little stream crossing right as we started down the trail toward Little Lyons Fall. I went through the water, up to my ankles, as everyone else detoured a bit to hop across on some rocks. Ha! I knew my feet would be wet soon, so why postpone something that’s going to happen in three-four minutes?
We climbed up the falls, and I managed to get some pics of some of the runners. Debbie and I ran down to Pleasant Dam together. As we started on the road section, we heard a “hey! how do I get down there?”
Debbie and I look up, and Luc! is on the short cliff above us. Running in front of us, he somewhere lost the pack and got separated. I direct him over to a safer area (like the actual trail) and we continue down Goon Road together.
We take the “Forget the PR” section, which takes us out to the lodge. As we get there, we meet up with Mike, Michelle, Luc and Rob, and they all take the small loop around the lodge again with us. This is a nice section of trail for the “Forget the PR” course; what’s cool is it goes right by the Lodge. You could have family rent on the rooms on this side and they could sit on the little balconies and cheer you on as you go by!
Debbie and Luc both admire BigLyons Falls, and I tell Luc this is a nice short hike for the family.
Debbie decides she is done for the day after her nine mile loop, and we wish her well and were glad to meet her out on the course!
Luc and I head out on the orange loop together. It’s in real good shape, but I almost plow directly in a downed tree on the mountain bike trail-good thing I’m looking a few feet ahead!
As we head into the pine trees, I become pretty aware that my breathing is not the greatest. My dumb ass did not use the albuterol inhaler before we started. Nor did I wear my little face mask to help warm up my air before I breathe it in. So now, about three hours or so, I’m not sucking so much air into my lungs, and I’m doing my annoying cough about every four breaths.
Luc waits up for me, so he won’t take the wrong turn, and asks how I am doing. I tell him about my breathing, and tell him I’m going to cut some miles off the run. I tell him he can go on ahead, as he’s run this section before, but he opts to stay with me. (maybe he regretted that!)
We run past the Hickory Ridge AS turn, and I think we should be seeing the old jeep trail down to the road. We start down a faint trail, but it turns out not to be the jeep trail (that was a little further down) but a little deer trail. I go down it, as the idea is to go down toward the river, right?
So we’re off piste! Heading down a ravine toward a cree. The last ten feet were a bit steep; Luc reminded me not to break a bone. I said I wasn’t planning on it!
So we get to the creek. Luc wants to know whether we’re crossing it and traversing on the other side, and I say, nope, we’re following the creek down to the river!
So we’re climbing over logjams and walking through the water, and generally staying in the creek as we go downhill. I know this will spill us into the river, and sure enough, we see the river and the trail we need! We’re then heading upriver, back toward the Covered Bridge. We finally hit the pavement, at the back of the campground, and I start a fast walk. Luc commented on my fast walk! And I was gratified, as I glanced at my Garmin, that we were at a 14.00 minute pace-whoo hoo the treadmill workout is paying off!
Luc takes off back at the CB, and I chat with Michelle as she returns after her heavy mileage day. I was just getting ready to leave when I get into a conversation with a nice hiking couple from Akron-the lady was a runner herself, and so blown away by our running 100 mile races. They may come out and cheer on the Burning River runners in August!
Conclusion: Two weekends in a row I didn’t meet my mileage totals at Mohican. But, it is what it is.I accept it and move on. I will remember my inhaler-use my old trick, and put it in the shoes that I change into on the start of a run, so I can’t forget it.
I did get to meet a few new friends on this run-Joe, Mike, and Debbie, and got to spend more nice time chatting with Luc on the trails, so another great run at Mohican!