Just a mile barefoot today, out and back.
The second half felt amazing.
Yeah, I was on softer sand for the out-lap and a firmer part for the return half. Yeah, there was a 7 mph wind in my face going out, at my back coming home. But still. It was like I just found my stride, found what running is supposed to feel like, bare feet and all, and just felt like I was flying. Pace-wise, I was just around 5K pace for that last half-mile, so nothing brilliant, and I was breathing and sweating for sure, but it didn't feel like work. It just felt amazing.
Indigo, heal up quick. Too bad about this weekend
, but good for you to knowing when to say when.
Edit, five hours later:
Okay, this is crazy. I can't remember the last time my calves felt this good. No tightness, no Achilles pain, even after I've been sitting for a while. I'm seriously tempted to whack the back of my heel against something just to see if it's as tender as it normally is. (No, I'm not really going to do it.) I felt like a freakin' Kenyan out there. For all of half a mile, a short, white, slow, pudgy Kenyan.
But my calves, this is just crazy. I never want to put on shoes again...
Last edited by OakLeaf; 02-24-2010 at 03:43 PM.
Speed comes from what you put behind you. - Judi Ketteler