After some tough running yesterday, today was the time for the long run. I couldn't figure out where to go. I wanted to kind of run somewhere different. I'm getting tired of running the D&L Cove Road Trailhead every week. I thought about heading to Jim Thorpe to run the D&L through Lehigh Gorge. I really want to do that. However, that was just too far to go today. I wanted to make it back in time to watch the IndyCar race. When I was looking at a map of the Slate Heritage Trail, I stumbled on a section of the D&L across the river from Slatington, in the town of Walnutport. I figured I would try running there. I could run multiple places then.
I headed out there around lunchtime. The weather was great. I was actually going to wear a singlet, but it was too windy for that. Luckily, I brought a regular shirt along. It was actually the D&L Half Marathon shirt.
Starting from the Slatington Trailhead, I could run in 5 different directions. I could run either way on the main D&L Trail, go either way on the trail in Walnutport or head to the Slate Heritage Trail.
I started off by heading south on the D&L. I figured that I would just do a bunch of short out and back segments. After the hard day yesterday, my legs didn't feel that great. I was hoping that they would come around. I decided to carry water today, so I brought along my Camelbak. I haven't used that in about a year. I figured I would give it a try for this planned 18 mile run.
The pack isn't fun to wear in the beginning. It is full of water, bounces around a bit and is heavy. It gets better as you drink water and it weighs less. Still, I knew I wouldn't be wearing it very long.
I went out the planned mile and a half. The pack slowed me down to a more reasonable pace. It was right around 9 miles. It was quite windy when heading back. My legs actually started to get sore from the pack. My Achilles was bothering me. It wouldn't be the last time it would be a problem. I got back to my car after 3 miles and just ditched the pack.
I next wanted to head onto the Slate Heritage Trail. This trail is paved, so I wanted to make sure that I ran on it early in the run. My calves were sore as usual and this section was tough in the beginning. It goes uphill. I wanted to get a little farther on this trail than I was on the first segment. I hoped to get out 2 miles on this trail before turning around.
I have run this trail before and it is pretty nice. It goes along the creek and has a cool covered bridge among other things. It goes right through Slatington. There were some people out on it, but I was surprised that more people weren't using it.
I went out about 1.5 miles on this trail and then encountered something interesting. I passed a guy walking a puppy. The puppy went crazy when I went by. I saw a bike course next to the trail at one point. On my way back, someone was riding a dirtbike on it. That was kind of cool.
Shortly before going out 2 miles, the trail changed from pavement to stone. The stone felt better on my legs. I wanted to keep going, but right at that 2 mile point, I saw a dog with a family. I'm not sure if it was on a leash. After the barking puppy, I didn't want to mess with another dog.
The rest of the way back to the car was mostly uneventful. I came to the puppy again and he went crazy again. It was funny. I also had to run in between two dogs on leashes. I was 7 miles into the run when I got back to the car. The truck next to me in the parking lot was getting fixed. I saw those guys a couple times and they must've thought that I was crazy for running so much.
I was only 7 miles into the run, but my legs were already quite dead. I had no idea how I could run 11 miles more. I already felt worse than I did after 12 miles last week. I had to just battle on though.
After grabbing some water at the car, I headed across the bridge into Walnutport. The canal path there was supposed to be around 7 miles long. I was hoping that I could run a lot of it. I didn't know what to expect of the terrain. The website I saw did say it was an earthen path.
There were a lot of people fishing in the canal. The path wasn't hard on my feet. It was better groomed near the town. I headed out north because that would be into the wind. I wanted the wind at my back on the way back. I really wanted to get 3 miles out on this path, but it wasn't too long into the run that I knew that wouldn't happen.
The uneven terrain man it somewhat tough. There were some small rolling hills as I got farther out. It was getting quite remote as I got 1.5 miles out, so I just turned around and headed back. When I hit 9 total miles, that was a big plus. I was halfway toward my goal for the day. I had to laugh though because I was thinking there was no way I could go 18 miles.
I continued to plug away and just took it 1 mile at a time. I thought about all the people at the Boston Marathon tragedy and that helped me get through some of it. Right before I got into Walnutport, there was a stick along the trail that I didn't see. I really bashed my foot on it. I was hoping that I would be sore enough that maybe I would forget about all of my muscle soreness.
Finally, I was back to the Slatington Trailhead and into double digits at the 10 mile point. I didn't want to head north on the D&L, because that section uses different stone and is always harder on my legs. Therefore, I headed back south again. Stopping at the car and restarting was always tough on my legs. I also didn't know how far out to go. This time, I took a snack that I had. I ate about half of it, but I started having some gas, so I threw the rest of it away.
I would've loved to have made it 4 miles out and then I would've been forced to run or walk back to get to 18 miles. I figured that just going out 2 miles was probably more realistic. That is what I did. I passed some goth teens on a bench before turning around.
I was just past 12 miles when I turned around and by now, my left Achilles was really started to bother me again. I thought it would be a struggle just to make it another mile. As I passed the goth kids again, they tried yelling something that they thought was funny, but it wasn't.
I guess I picked up the pace a little and maybe it was slightly downhill, because suddenly my Achilles was feeling better. The rest of my legs were beat up too, but feeling better at this point. I figured I would keep running until it started to get worse. I made it through 13 miles and was still feeling good.
I continued on. As I got near Slatington, my Achilles acted up again. It was starting to get worse. I was through 14 miles and figured that I would just run to 15 miles. I changed directions several times on the trail, hoping that it would get better. It kept bothering me though.
I didn't want to do any more damage, especially to an area that had not bothered me before. I stopped at 14.5 miles. A few miles short of what I had hoped for, but still a decent long run anyway. Clearly running last night took its toll. Maybe if I didn't run the 4 miles, I could've completed all 18 miles today. I'm not sure.
I do need to get mentally tougher, because in the future I want to run ultramarathons. In those races, I will have to battle through problems like this. That said, today wasn't the day to take a chance and risk further injury, just for a couple extra miles. I tried to stretch that area out afterward, but it is still pretty sore.
Tomorrow is supposed to be an off day. I might do a short 3 or 4 miles shakedown run on a trail like Jacobsburg. There is a track meet at the high school and I will probably bike there and back. That would be 5 miles each way. A decent, little workout. I'd like to run a little bit longer in my mid week runs, but I'd also like to keep my overall mileage pretty consistent for the week. I don't want to overdo it. I really do need to look into a massage at some point in the near future. That could be a big help before my half marathon a month from now.
14.50 miles - 2:05:25 (8:39 pace)
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