Running 23 Miles Through The Appalachian Trail
I’m grateful for the support and help of friends
Man, what did I get myself into? I asked myself.
I fell and scraped half my body several times, still having cuts on my hands, knees, hips, and thighs. Some of those times, I fell on rocks. I had to watch every step I took to see I wasn’t stepping into a slush of mud with my shoes with terrible footing. It was cold. It was raining. Every other step I was encountering either a rock, root or huge puddles.
This was half my day yesterday. Yesterday, I ran 23 miles through the Appalachian Trail, starting at the Maryland-Pennsylvania border and then heading south into western Maryland. Some of my friends were running about 46 miles through four states — Maryland, Pennsylvania, West Virginia, and Virginia.
The run would start at the border of Pennsylvania and Maryland, and end at Harper’s Ferry, which straddles the border between West Virginia and Virginia. I would have done the whole run with them, but I had an obligation in the afternoon.
I would finish 23 miles in about four hours and 19 minutes, ascending more than…
