We ran today mainly on the North Coast Inland Trail. For a long time this name bothered me but Mike’s just explained it; it’s inland from the North coast of Ohio – and we’re not far from Lake Erie. It was a decent trail, not much to see except fields and the occasional small town. I did see some bright coloured birds – Cardinals and Orioles (I think – red, blue and yellow) and on opening the curtains at tonight’s motel there was an otter outside the window – we’re not far from the Bellevue Reservoirs.
Injury news is still pretty light – Mike’s got a blister on his little toe and I’ve a tiny one on my second toe. My back still gets sore at about mile 30-35 everyday but a couple of painkillers and it’s fine. My biggest pain/soreness in recent days has been my thumbs – from carrying water bottles – I wake up every morning with sore thumbs. In contrast my feet look like I might have run a marathon about a week ago, holding up very well for 64 ultras.
Today’s treat-revelation is brought to us by Mike’s mum Pat. In Walmart she found Lotus Biscoff spread. Yes really; be warned though it’s as addictive as crack. It’s billed as ‘Europe’s alternative to peanut butter’ yet I’ve never seen it, and I’ve spent ages in real Europe. On that I keep being amazed by the number of European cities that have named themselves after small towns in Ohio; we passed through Genoa today, stayed in Montpelier yesterday and were close to Milan recently too! In a few days we’re staying in Strasburg, OH. In a South American theme we’ve also seen Lima and ran through Peru. All of these are pronounced in the least likely manner possible – I refused to call Montpelier by the name the locals did and stuck to the French!
Back to running and I’ve booked in for a couple of trail marathons today to keep me ticking over when I get back – Greensands and Clarendon Way. I booked into the Valencia marathon (road) a few weeks ago as I’d like to give it a decent go and see if I can get some speed back before the end of November – it’s 3 months after I finish here; well I have done a lot of the long slow running! Some days I think I’d like to never run again but others I can’t imagine not running 40 miles a day. Maybe I am a bit crazy.