Go Home Weatherman, You're High

I recently broke the 4 mile barrier for my daily runs. My post-run self feels a quicker recovery afterwards as well. I am not dying when the run ends. I can start picking up the pace so I can go farther in the same amount of time.

Last week I ran a two outdoor runs barefoot. They were the first outdoor BF runs I had done. Prior to this I went au naturale at a gym whereupon they told me to get my hippie self off the track. The Nikezis are everywhere man. The outdoor runs were my breakthrough, my proof that not only can I run with the stride of a BF runner, I can be a full-on barefoot runner. I had expected to be moving to a mostly barefoot regimen by now.

But this is Utah. Utah has some quirks. If you ever decide to come out this way, and I hope someday you do, people will tell you there are some oddities here. However, beyond the oddities of liquor laws and religious cultures, neither of which is a exaggerated as people make them out to be, Utah's most challenging oddity is it's weather. This year, March came in like a lion and it going out like a Jersey Shore fan giving everybody she passes the middle finger.

Utah is called a high desert. It's supposed to describe the altitude and local climate. Personally, I think "high" describes weather patterns more than the altitude. I think this every time I hear one of those TV weather clowns tell me to expect a high of 75 with two inches of snow in the afternoon.

I can tell I am very near ranting about weather and climate, best I back off and do some meditation for a while. But before I do, anybody who runs or cycles becomes very concerned about the weather. I do both. So when unpredicted and unseasonably warm BF days are instantly replaced with unpredicted unseasonably snowy winter days and nobody can say when or how, I grow to hate weather people. When I have to pack two changes of clothes for when I cycle to work because I can't tell whether I'll be facing heat stroke or hypothermia, I really grow to hate weather people.

Ohhhmmmmmmmm.......Ohhhhhmmmmmm........

Nonetheless, my water socks still serve me well. They get wet fast, but drain quickly. So as I now slush through my morning runs wishing the bottoms of my feet knew how to handle sub-freezing ground, I at least can feel my run. Thanks to Romanov's YouTube channel, I focus on the pull of my run and the landing self-corrects. It's not the same as caressing the ground with the naked soles of my feet, but it's intimate enough for now.

The IBRD date comes nearer. I hope that the weather here will achieve a usable equilibrium for BF running. But to expect that to be certain is to be a little high. This is Utah, we're already high enough. This is especially true when it comes to those weather people making bad preditctions about the...

Ohhhmmmmmmm........Ohhhhmmmmmmmm.......

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I was just thinking about how crazy our weather is this week and how different people deal with it. In February I started my life as a barefoot runner. I was able to find enough warm (relatively speaking), snow free, days to run a few times a week outside. I have since increased my running to three days a week and then comes April. It is now cold and snowing again in New Hampshire. I missed my weekend run due to very cold temps on Sat, Sunday, snow and more cold temps and Monday a tiny blizzard outside the office. Tuesday is looking a bit spotty, but I may attempt it my feet are itching to run and they don't want my VVF either.
 

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