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...



, but good for you to knowing when to say when.
But my calves, this is just crazy. I never want to put on shoes again...
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Life in MI.
Despite my grumbling about the rain, I'm really grateful to live someplace where it snows so rarely and the temps are so mild. I'm AMAZED by the conditions some of you run in. !!
