Although I have been running in barefoot running shoes for almost a year, yesterday was the first time I had ever run completely barefoot. It was incredible, but also really painful. I was overwhelmed by the free feeling of not wearing shoes while running, but my giddiness was kept in check by sharp rocks, rough concrete and scorching ground.
My friend Alec and I are currently competing as a team in an Iron Bronco competition (an iron (wo)man competition to be completed individually or as a team in two weeks) and we decided to get some running while on a staff retreat in Santa Cruz (more on the trip later). We ran a little more than half of our 5.5K completely barefoot. It was the best run of my life. The combination of the beautiful weather, exhilarating barefoot running, and the pure thrill and euphoria of running through the waves on the beach will make it a run I will remember forever.
(Go Team Fred!)