Saturday morning, Adam and I ran the Two Lakes Trail Run at Montgomery Bell State Park in Dickson, Tenn. It was part of the Tennessee State Parks Running Tour. This was our first time to participate in one of the runs on the running tour, so we had no idea what to expect.
here). Trail runs are VERY different from street runs. We both had a blast on our first trail run, so why would this one be any different...
A few pre-race shots:
And we're off!
It was SOOOO freakin' hard! For all you Country Music Marathoners, those hills were NOTHING compared to what I was climping Saturday. It was like the dang Rockies!!
Speaking of rocks, could the course of had more rocks!?! Holy crap! Needless to say, I spent the whole race trying not to break my neck. The first trail run we ran had roots and stuff, but the trail, for the most part, was smooth. The only problem last time was that it had rain the night before so the trail was really slick. Well, not this trail. It was not smooth by no means. This trail should not be ran on. It was way too dangerous for my likings!
I busted my ASS at mile 1! That's right, I took a nose dive! Like I mentioned, the trails was SUPER rocky and a lot of leaves had fallen. So the combination of leaves and unlevel rocks led to me busting it only one mile in!
By mile four, I had sworn off all future trail runs. I officially fell once, but there were too many close calls to count. You know, the ones where you just know you're about to fall, but thankfully catch yourself and recover - yeah, TONS of those! I'm not even kidding when I tell you that I didn't go half a mile without that happening at least once. So after 7.6 miles, I had had enough!
My hero! (She was at least 65, if not 70 years old.) I hope I'm still running and have that rockin' body in my golden years! She was a badass and ran the whole thing! And your excuse was what again??
The trail was beautiful though, and the weather was amazing. Perfect day for a run.
It went around a lake (hence the name - Two Lakes Trail Run).
Adam finished in 1:13, and I came in at 1:32. Am I happy with the time? Of course not, but I was just happy to be alive - seriously!
I was so embarrassed when I fell. I almost took the lady out in front of me when I was plummeting to my death, but luckily no one was close enough behind me to see the full glory of the fall. I jumped up really fast and just kept running. I was too embarrassed to even stop and look at my injuries until the first water stop.
Am I glad I finished the race? Of course.
Would I do it again? Absolutely not.
Are there any trail runs in my future? We'll see...