Don’t worry, I know I’ll eventually have to stop mentioning the “barefoot” aspect of my run — just a bit pretentious sounding. Its charm will likely disappear once my body adjusts to the new posture and stride, and work back up to my old running distances. Then it’ll be just running.
Speaking of which, I had a good “barefoot” run tonight. Managed to nearly double my latest distance to 2.4 km with an average pace of 00:05:44/km; not bad given a wee hill I tackled. It’s bizarre. I don’t feel any of the run in my joints or my quads/hamstrings/glutes, just my calves and Achilles tendons. And lungs.
I tried following the proper barefoot running posture (ahem, Bareform™) shown on the Merrell site (video below) but I’m not sure I’m getting it. Or, maybe I am and it’s just going to take a while for my calves to adjust. Regardless, speed and distance are improving which is all I can really hope for.
Fingers crossed on a speedy recovery. Eager to get out again.
So, last Thursday, I finally picked up my birthday gift that had been on backorder since the middle of September…
…a pair of Merrell Barefoot Running Trail Glove shoes. Yay!
I’ve been working at getting back into running more frequently but both pairs of shoes I already own have little-to-no tread or cushioning left from my Parkour days. I knew I needed a new pair but I had been hearing so much about how good the barefoot running (shoes) were supposed to be for your feet and posture that I wouldn’t even entertain the idea of buying anything else.
FINALLY, I got them last week, and finally I broke them in on Sunday.
The inside of the box cleverly reads “Let your feet lead you”. I like it because its pseudo-spiritual tone appeases my inner treehugger while its instructional value appeases my inner dork. Simply stated, “Don’t be an idiot and try to run your usual distance your first time out. Your feet will hate you. Your body will hate you. Your co-workers will hate you for whining about how much your ‘feet hate you’.”
I decided to keep it low-key and just run 1K and holy smokes! I felt the strain in my Achilles tendons right away then in my calves almost immediately after. It was extremely hard to maintain a casual pace. Without my heels touching I kept propelling myself faster — it’s more of a sprint-like foot position in those shoes — and after 1K, I was spent. Eeeesh!
I loved them. They are incredibly light and I felt like I was flying. However, 1.17 km and two days later, my calves hate me. But my co-workers don’t… they’ve just been laughing.
I can’t wait for the pain to go away. I’ve got 1.18 km in my sights and I’m gettin’ antsy.
Well, I’ve been trying my darndest to post more often but, truth is, I’ve joined a creative writing group and I’m too slow a typist to keep up with those writing commitments and dazzle you all with my blogging prowess. Hard to believe, I know.
So, for the next little while, most of my posts will be shorter and more “hey, this is what just happened” as opposed to being anything profound. Not that my posts ever were.
So far, the writing group has only met once and it was a terrifying but amazing experience. It was the first time I had shared any of my creative writing with anyone who wasn’t married to me and therefore obligated to at least pat me on the head and say, “That’s nice dear”. I definitely felt like the kid of the group… the other two gentlemen already have hundreds of pages under their belts, and they have their shiitake together enough to be writing it in chronological order. I have written far fewer pages, and those pages I have completed jump all over the map. I wouldn’t normally see that as too much of an issue only, we’ve all agreed to share the events of our tales with each other in the sequence that the final readers would experience them. Awesome.
So — and that’s my third paragraph in a row starting with “so” — that being said, I plan on posting more frequently than I have of late but those posts will be less bloggy so I can focus more on my book.
Published or not, it’s a pretty exciting thing to take on.