Hello!
My name is Christopher, and I am from Yellowknife, as the title says.
Well, on with my story ...
I began running barefoot in the summer of 2011. I don't know exactly when, or how it came to be, but I just had a natural urge to run barefoot ... free, of running shoes or anything. Just me, and my feet, against the earth.
Well, I set out one day to do just that. I began running in my backyard on the grass, and doing crossfit exercises, sprinting intervals, and I soon realized that my backyard wasn't big enough
Being in Yellowknife, my backyard also extends out into, well,
THE WILDERNESS!
So I figured I would start there. It might be difficult to explain what it feels like to run barefoot in the terrain up here, but it is absolutely wonderful. I felt like a kid again. And it all started when I put my foot forward and took my first step, on that warm, rocky, Canadian Shield. My foot felt the grippiness of the rock, like cheese on course sandpaper, I felt a surge run up my feet, and my legs, and a sudden urge to BLAST OFF from my momentary point in space and time.
There was no reasearch, prior reading, or instruction manual for me, I just started running in the woods. My feet suddenly remembered what I had known as a kid growing up. Pine needles were needley, bark was barky, and rocks were, well rocks came in all shapes and forms, from smooth and flat, to perforated and weathered like pumice. I felt, and experienced so much joy running barefoot.
Each time I ran in the backwoods, I noticed an urge to go further, faster, and stronger! I began sprinting on the rocks, and that sprinting led to full on 110% HAUL-ASS sprinting, on rough, pretty much trecherous terrain, yet I was able to keep my balance, and not fall once! Just to get you in my frame of mind, at no point was I ever afraid of encountering black bears, as I felt so confident I could outrun any beast that roamed these neck of the woods!
Well, as summer came to an end, and winter started to howl, I put my feet up, and decided to do a quick google search on barefoot running,
and the rest in history ...
Thanks for taking the time to read my story, and hope to meet many barefooters on here!
My name is Christopher, and I am from Yellowknife, as the title says.
Well, on with my story ...
I began running barefoot in the summer of 2011. I don't know exactly when, or how it came to be, but I just had a natural urge to run barefoot ... free, of running shoes or anything. Just me, and my feet, against the earth.
Well, I set out one day to do just that. I began running in my backyard on the grass, and doing crossfit exercises, sprinting intervals, and I soon realized that my backyard wasn't big enough
Being in Yellowknife, my backyard also extends out into, well,
THE WILDERNESS!
So I figured I would start there. It might be difficult to explain what it feels like to run barefoot in the terrain up here, but it is absolutely wonderful. I felt like a kid again. And it all started when I put my foot forward and took my first step, on that warm, rocky, Canadian Shield. My foot felt the grippiness of the rock, like cheese on course sandpaper, I felt a surge run up my feet, and my legs, and a sudden urge to BLAST OFF from my momentary point in space and time.
There was no reasearch, prior reading, or instruction manual for me, I just started running in the woods. My feet suddenly remembered what I had known as a kid growing up. Pine needles were needley, bark was barky, and rocks were, well rocks came in all shapes and forms, from smooth and flat, to perforated and weathered like pumice. I felt, and experienced so much joy running barefoot.
Each time I ran in the backwoods, I noticed an urge to go further, faster, and stronger! I began sprinting on the rocks, and that sprinting led to full on 110% HAUL-ASS sprinting, on rough, pretty much trecherous terrain, yet I was able to keep my balance, and not fall once! Just to get you in my frame of mind, at no point was I ever afraid of encountering black bears, as I felt so confident I could outrun any beast that roamed these neck of the woods!
Well, as summer came to an end, and winter started to howl, I put my feet up, and decided to do a quick google search on barefoot running,
and the rest in history ...
Thanks for taking the time to read my story, and hope to meet many barefooters on here!
