These last few weeks have have seen me start running again. Having started a bit of barefoot, I’ve been ever so concious about getting into distance too quick and getting injured again.
Getting as much barefoot seems to be the best plan at the moment, and this has been done wherever possible – as part of a dog walk or a longer afternoon out with the family. Ive even had the joy of our 7 year old son, take off his boots and socks and run around cold wet ground with me. Keen to join in the madness.
I’ve been up parkrun as a tail runner and ran a 56 minute 5km with a mother and 9 year old daughter and 7 year old boy round Ashton Court. Stretching the distance with a bit of rocky barefoot. Feet screaming.
A couple of evenings when I had Pilates I ran to bedminster and back. 2 x 12min runs with a lovely hour of exercise to cushion. Faster on the way back as it happens. Hitting 5 minute km or there abouts -my usual pace. The first km is always hardest but getting easier as we go on.
A week back, the first parkrun run since February brought a 27ish min 5km which was with dog. A gentle run out gave a good session with the longest continual run for a while. Having the dog meant I had to be more thoughtful to my pace and position. I was aiming for inside 30mins so a result.
After much deliberating, I even raced. The first towpath 10km. My first 10km since January. I’d set on a 6minute km as über slow but figured a good base to beat. On the start I found my friend Pippa was hoping for inside an hour so I press ganged her into running with me. Initially I was to run with her to the turn -5km down the course. I then thought, how about getting her all the way round. We pulled 5:40ish kms quite early and managed to over take some people and at 8.5 km with 9minutes left to get inside an hour, we parted. I got in at 54:51 and Pippa made a 55:32 beating pb for 10km by a good 4 minutes. Even though I was off my pb by 10 minutes, I was happy to make the distance and get a result for a friend.
Two more barefoot km on saturday with a run down the hill holding shoes with the same mother and child as a few weeks back (marshalling parkrun). A great way to see in Saturday and to shake out the last remnants of my first race of the year.
The worst injury I’ve got out of 20km of barefoot and minimal in the last few days has been a rub on my heal. I think this barefoot lark could be working…











