Ran 10 miles barefoot at a relaxed pace Monday. Was my relatively smooth pond loop, but with a fair amount if scattered gravel. I stepped on my first fish hook. It was clean and sharp, but although it felt like a different kind of sharp, it wasn't any more trouble than pulling out the occasional sticker weed. I wasn't sure what to do with it, though, and carried it a bit before offering it to a walking fisherman. His girlfriend seemed bothered by me, but he was quick to grasp the situation. Unrelated to the hook, which attached itself to a heel edge, the ball of one foot got unreasonably tender and suffered some skin breakdown. I wasn't aware of it until after the run. Best I can figure is that it is too many barefoot miles too soon after winter, even though my soles look and feel leathery. It is disappointing. And in the cool down department, I got another swim in. 5 days to go and I will have do e that every day this month.