I went for a run today. This is hardly news; I run three times a week, usually in the mornings. After a week off from barefooting, I went back to going barefoot for the last few minutes of my run. It’s great the reactions of others when you’re going barefoot, especially when you’re a late-20s female, and they are young males.
Observations of the Wild Runner in her Natural Habitat
In my .4 miles barefoot, I impressed a gaggle of middle-school-age guys waiting at their bus stop. The audible wincing, the “whoa”s and other comments made me smile, and gave me a little kick for the end of a 4-mile, weekday morning run. Then, when I was back at my apartment complex, one of the guys walking to the bus, said “So you ran right out of your shoes?” with a smile.
Yeah, I can’t wait to get back into barefoot completely.