This is the first time I've actually scouted a running course...and I'm not sure how much confidence it inspired in me.
I started at the Potomack Lakes Sportsplex, parking around 11:15am in a pretty full lot. The playgrounds and picnic areas were full of strollers and children, so I must've caught the early housewife picnic hour. The trail started out on a gravel road for most of a mile, and I kept running past my turn-off for the trail, resulting in a half-mile back-track. This would not be near the first time I lost the trail. Linking back up with the Potomac Heritage trail and trying to follow the not-always-well-marked blue blazes, I quickly got bogged down in mud. With the past few days of torrential rain, the trail was a complete mess. There were a few instances where I don't think I made any progress forward in several strides because my feet were slipping out from under me so rapidly. The trail quickly narrowed to less than single track as it ran parallel to Trump National golf course. On the one hand, it was fun to be running solo through a narrow trail with thigh-high undergrowth. On the other, the undergrowth was leaning over the trail and my legs were quickly covered in scratches, welts, and bumps from all the various thorns and nettles. As the trail crossed the golf course road a few times, I lost it again where overgrowth covered the trail, and I ended up putting in about a half-mile on the road. When I rejoined the trail, it had thankfully left the undergrowth behind, and the new track was along the Potomac River in a mature forest. As it swept along the river I made my way up two large hills and screamed down the backside, having to slow the pace several times to avoid slipping downhill. During this section of the trail, there were a lot of side trails going to the river, and I again had to pause several times to make sure I was on the right track. After about 35 minutes, I took a few minute breather to drink some water and then turned around and headed back to my car the same way.
As I said, the overall run didn't inspire much confidence for next weekend. Though I know the course should be well marked, I lost track of my bearings several times. And on the major hills, I had to stop and walk at the crest a couple times to catch my breath, although it was getting hotter and more humid than previous May runs. Also, I have no idea how the North Face can run an out-and-back loop course on this trail; I do not look forward to crossing paths with 700 other runners, especially since at points there was barely enough room for me on the trail. So in summary, the run had some scenic and serene moments, with no other runners in sight, but it also caused some question marks as I head into next weekend's trail half marathon.
Saturday
With temps expected to eclipse 90 degrees this weekend, I'm taking the next two days off.