Two Atlantic beaches, 1100 miles apart
Yesterday should've been a bike day, but between a bad case of allergic conjunctivitis, damp roads, and a plane to catch, I decided to do a little barefoot run on the beach. Just a mile, it had been so long since I tried it, but it went well. With a lot of trigger point work and yoga, I'm starting to be able to put my big toes closer to the ground so my second metatarsal heads don't get smashed. Yay!
Then this morning I did 4.5 along the eastern shore of Long Island. Not enough beach to run on, but I was able to see it anyway. Pretty area, I've never been here before.