I am horribly addicted.
I did about three weeks of slow buld up, 5 minutes here and there on a treadmill. Then one day I ran about two miles outside. Two days later I ran three. I'm going about a month now and this morning I ran seven miles on all kinds of surfaces. Every step was a joy.
I have vffs but the only time I ran in them I found myself paranoid and up on my toes to prevent heel strike. By the end of the run it was like someone was knitting steelwool socks inside my calves. I'm using them mainly to go into shops. I've ordered huaraches, but I have a feeling that I'm a budding purist. Or perhaps puritan.
Delighted to have ccome upon the society...
I did about three weeks of slow buld up, 5 minutes here and there on a treadmill. Then one day I ran about two miles outside. Two days later I ran three. I'm going about a month now and this morning I ran seven miles on all kinds of surfaces. Every step was a joy.
I have vffs but the only time I ran in them I found myself paranoid and up on my toes to prevent heel strike. By the end of the run it was like someone was knitting steelwool socks inside my calves. I'm using them mainly to go into shops. I've ordered huaraches, but I have a feeling that I'm a budding purist. Or perhaps puritan.
Delighted to have ccome upon the society...