Hello world,
this is Prague. Actually, I'm Norwegian, but I live in Prague (yes, Czech rep), and I've been running barefoot for a couple of months. Actually (again), 3 weeks I ran a couple of minutes every morning, before the kids woke up, then stopped for a couple of weeks because of growing totfp (top of the foot pain, right?), and then I ran one 3 km in the forest/park, and it felt wonderful. Three days later I ran even longer, but then I kicked a root, rather violently, poor root, you might say, but unlike me it appeared unhurt. I broke my big toe and needed stitches and now I'm hobbling to kindergarten and back while all the other parents say 1) what happened? 2) well, you asked for it, running barefoot like that.
And still I can't wait to get back to the very same track, back to BF running, back to that feeling of flying which I never even felt the slightest twinge of while running in shoes.
Often being the victim of some kind of hubris (sounds better than "not knowing my limits"), my plans now are Prague Marathon in May, and after that a trail ultra somewhere. Preferable one completely without roots.
So this is me.
this is Prague. Actually, I'm Norwegian, but I live in Prague (yes, Czech rep), and I've been running barefoot for a couple of months. Actually (again), 3 weeks I ran a couple of minutes every morning, before the kids woke up, then stopped for a couple of weeks because of growing totfp (top of the foot pain, right?), and then I ran one 3 km in the forest/park, and it felt wonderful. Three days later I ran even longer, but then I kicked a root, rather violently, poor root, you might say, but unlike me it appeared unhurt. I broke my big toe and needed stitches and now I'm hobbling to kindergarten and back while all the other parents say 1) what happened? 2) well, you asked for it, running barefoot like that.
And still I can't wait to get back to the very same track, back to BF running, back to that feeling of flying which I never even felt the slightest twinge of while running in shoes.
Often being the victim of some kind of hubris (sounds better than "not knowing my limits"), my plans now are Prague Marathon in May, and after that a trail ultra somewhere. Preferable one completely without roots.
So this is me.