Today I ran the same route as last Friday - a 3.5 mile circular route through the lanes of a nearby village.
I set off in Classics. The road was very gritty and muddy after all the rain we've had, with little rivers of water flowing here and there. Once my feet were warmed up, the cool puddles felt lovely seeping through my VFFs.
A little earlier than last week I took off my Classics. My pace slowed, but my soles again felt strong and there was no discomfort from the grit on the roads. I enjoyed listening to the quiet 'slap, slap' of my feet on the wet tarmac.
As the route progressed, the tarmac got rougher, though less covered in debris, and gradually the soles of my feet began to notice the sharpness of the surface. Not that it was painful - I just became aware that I was starting to feel it.
So I pressed the lap button on my Garmin, and saw that I'd done 0.8 miles in bare feet. My furthest to date. No scratches, bruises or other untoward ailments. I put on my Classics and continued home.
Last night I looked at my feet and they seem to be filling out. I've always had very shallow feet, with bony toes where you can easily see the metatarsals stretching out along the top of my foot. Now they seem more solid. At the joints of the second and third toes to the main part of my foot (ie the base of the toe), the flesh is fuller and more muscly looking - this is where my stress fracture occurred, and I think the strength is now building from the training I'm doing. There is definitely more flesh under these two joints on the base of my feet. It amazes me how our bodies can change with practise and repetition. We are lucky beings indeed!
Friday, 13 July 2012
Friday, 6 July 2012
I departed from my usual route today and ran a 3.5 miles circuit through some country lanes in my VFF Classics.
Just over a mile in, I took my Classics off, and ran barefoot. This was a challenge because I'm used to the fairly well kept, smooth pavements around our housing estate. This road was old, crumbly, gritty and dirty - a typical unkempt country lane. It felt great though, my feet have definitely toughened up, and the gritty stones didn't bother me at all. In fact, I think I had more discomfort from rogue stones when I was wearing the Classics.
Quite a few vehicles passed me when I got into the village area, including a work van which had to pull in to allow a bus to get through. Both occupants were clearly discussing why on earth I might be standing there (letting the vehicles pass as it was very narrow) in bare feet, holding a weird looking pair of shoes with toe pockets. They looked very confused!
|Where I ran today - Image from Google|
|Narrow lanes - Image from Google|