After a much needed successful 15 miler last weekend, I upped the ante with an 18 miler this weekend. I headed out to Rosaryville State Park, where Alyssa had taken me too a few weeks ago. The main loop around the park, the Perimeter Trail, is 9 miles long, so it was the perfect place to get 18 miles in. I was able to leave some extra water, snacks, and clothes in my car in case I needed to snag them at the halfway point. I'll do a separate trail report on it later, but it was absolutely gorgeous!!
The only bad part of the run was that I rolled my right ankle twice. The first time was around mile 4 and was more of just a tweak. I took a moment to just walk it off and it was better. The second time happened at almost the exact same spot on the second loop, so about 13 miles in and was much more painful. I never roll my ankles on runs, but I think trails are the most dangerous in the fall because the leaves cover all of the obstacles. The second time I had a moment of panic where I looked in both directions, trying to remember the last time I saw someone and wondering how hard it would be to crawl 4 miles back to the trailhead. Luckily, I was just being overly dramatic...I walked for a few minutes and then started to jog. It still hurt, but I figured I would at least get around my loop faster. After another mile or so, it was tight, but no longer hurt. A huge relief. (as a side note, I do always carry my phone with me on trail runs, just in case I ever do need to call for help and I did see many people during my run).
When I got home, my ankle was swollen, but the rest of my body felt great. My legs didn't feel too tight or tired, so I just spent the night elevating and icing my ankle. Aside from the whole ankle thing, the run was almost as amazing as my run last weekend. I'm finally in that sweet-spot where I can tell that my training is working and worth it!
I was supposed to go hiking the next day with my friends, but when I woke up the next morning, I knew that probably wasn't my best option. Instead, I took the day off, hung out with my sister, and iced some more.
Today I woke up and it felt SO much better. It's definitely still tight, but it no longer hurt and I knocked out a great feeling 7 mile run. I did my run on the streets and bike trails instead of the dirt trails in our neighborhood to give my ankle a rest. I think I will probably do the same for the next week or two.
Still needing my trail fix, I took the dogs out for a four mile walk on the trails when I got back. They were pretty pumped about it.
(Please make note of the flying black dog in the back...)
Indy's ball of choice for the walk was an orange and blue colored ball, which I didn't really give much thought to until we got onto the trail and lost his ball for the first time and I was trying to find an orange ball among all the orange leaves. Well done, Logan. Well done. Lucky for me, Indy is a CHAMP at finding his balls, so after a minute or two, he always showed back up with it.
(He had been looking for his ball..in that same frantic serpentine pattern for like 5 minutes...)
So, no more running trails for me for a few weeks, but probably a lot more walking them with these guys...
All in all, I'm glad I wasn't seriously hurt and that I AM still able to run while my ankle recovers. Plus, I think Cooper and Indy are pumped that they get to go on longer walks in the woods with me, instead!
When you fall or roll your ankle on a run, do you have that moment of "ohmygodithinkimdead" too?
Do you ever hit that sweet-spot in your training where all of a sudden your runs just flow?
Is your dog a ball-finding champ, too?
PS - Cooper has been passed out ever since we got back from our walk...5 hours ago. That is one pooped puppy!