I did it! I made it to four days of trail running, 59 miles over 4 days. I’m a bit tired now, but my body feels so less trashed than doing my 4 day block on a combination of road and trail. Trails and dirt are so much kinder to your body.
I didn’t get my ideal scenario. I wanted to go to Mohican Saturday and Bark Camp State Park on Sunday. This changed to two more days of running at Salt Fork. I knew I needed to “mix up” the trails.
Today I went over the blue bridle trail. I had hopped on a mile or so of it on Thursday and was pleasantly surprised to see how not-muddy it was. We need rain here. But this meant the bridle trail wasn’t a huge mud bath.
I had not run this full loop in several years. It is listed as “12 miles” which horse miles must be different than human miles; Garmin read 8 miles.
I listened to podcasts today, but with just one earbud in. The blue trail starts and finishes at the horse camp and is a very active trail. I just met up with 2 groups of horsepeople, and everyone was courteous.
Almost done with the blue trail, but still needing to get more miles in, I decided to just drive through the park and pick up the orange bridle trail loop. I really wanted to just quit, but the schedule called for fifteen. I had calculated my mileage yesterday, and I was at 60. Shoot, i can’t stop at 68 miles.
Off I go to the orange bridle loop. I had ate a Bonk Breakers (PB&J), and refilled my water at the horse camp-nice cold water, but it was about noon and warm out there.
The whinyness in my head started about mile 2 on the second trail. I really didn’t want to do it. Once I climb the ridge and descend, it’s kind of the point of no return. I was thinking of just doing an out and back but I needed the whole loop to get my miles in.
I bonked pretty good about mile ten or eleven. The trail does these sharp PUDS-pointless ups and downs-and I was pausing on the climbs. It was hot; I was hot.
But hey, it’s a loop, there’s no way out except forward. It’s not like I could have cut through the woods for a shorter way back to the vehicle.
I found an Ensure-bonus, it was chocolate! in my pack. I sipped on that, drank my water, moved forward. I crossed a little stream and was able to splash water over my pulse points-my wrists and elbows, and throw a little water over my head and neck. The temperature was only about 75, but it’s our warmest day so far. The tree foliage has not grown enough for shade.
Luckily for me, some cloud cover occurred over my last 2-3 miles, so I was not as hot. My spirits rose as I neared finishing. I was hoping there was that last Dogfish 60 Minute IPA in the frig.
It was; and it was the best beer ever.