Trail Run 1:25:41 [1] 5.2 mi (16:29 / mi) +589m 12:11 / mi
Up to Maine with roommates, and up to Tumbledown which I forget how gorgeous it is. Haven't been there in years. Peak foliage, blue sky day, nice and cool. Plan was to do a 5m loop over the mountain, and then as my roommates did the same thing at hiking speed, drop by the car, change some clothes, and run a road that they would then come pick me up, hoping to get 6-8 mi.
Trail run was nice. My blue and yellow Boston shirt caught the attention of some Ukrainians because it was Ukraine colors (also Sweden, but who is counting). The first mile running, the second steep, more fast hiking, pretty busy trail. Views on top were amazing, and it's a pretty good view ROI.
34m up, which is good for 5th on Strava, and included passing a lot of people, going up in L2, and stopping for a few minutes of hike pace with my roomates. Seems attainable. Might have to try that next year. Then up the next trail which was much less used (apparently most people do the Brook Trail out and back) which the DeLorme atlas said was easier and which … wasn't. I lost the trail and went across a bunch of ledges, gorgeous, but following a survey boundary which looked like blazes. And a couple of cairns, which didn't help. Lost 10m doing that, and then the trail down was pretty rugged.
Ran the bottom, mile to the car, change for ROADS.
Run 1:50:27 [1] 13.5 mi (8:11 / mi) +256m 7:44 / mi
Road run! Started with 9m miles up a hill for the first two miles, then steep down followed by gradual, then out and back when I thought maybe I'd missed a turn and I had to be on the right road in case my roommates were behind me (I hadn't, and they weren't nearby) so an extra mile there. Over a small rise and then whee down a steep hill and on to Route 17.
Now I'd run 7 miles plus five earlier and was getting ready to be picked up. But I was running 8s on the road, felt pretty good (but a little cold and bonky, it was about 46), great views. So when I got to 9 I figured well I hope I can get to 10 before they pick me up. Then at 10 I was hoping I could get to 11, and then 12, and then 13.1, which would be 18 for the day (well, a bit more), and made it there. Then I was hoping to get to 15 which would be 20 for the day but when the car finally showed up at 13.5 I was pretty happy for a warm car with snacks. But kept the pace up and my legs feel pretty okay, so that's good, even trashing them down a 300m descent. A little later than planned, but lots and lots of miles, and lots of food for dinner.