Footprints in the Sand
Dr. Mark's Desk
This blog post will contain few words as the pictures tell the story. I started distance running in Avalon NJ barefoot in the sand as 12 year old running with my brother Chris who was prepping for cross country. We would do 10 miles barefoot without thinking much of it. This was in the late 70’s at the beginning of the running boom. It was rare to see a “shod” runner on the beach. We literally followed in the barefootsteps of my Uncle Anthony Cucuzzella who is a lifetime runner.
Today on the beach it is the opposite and although there are exponentially more runners it is rare to see a barefoot runner. As I witness the sheer joy of my dog chasing after a seagull in the early morning, there is something magical and freeing in the experience of barefoot running on the beach , especially through the shallow water. To continue reading, please visit: http://naturalrunningcenter.com/2016/08/07/footprints-sand/