|A bit faster than white trash, slightly sexier than a hobbit.|
|I felt there should be more blurring in this picture. Scott must|
have been really moving to get such a still image.
|This delicate pin striping on the ankle de-emphasizes the stubbiness of the foot.|
|Risk evaluation: Immediate feedback and low dorsiflexion|
hazard vs. hookworm.
My pre-surgery millage is months, maybe over a year away, but today I stood at the base of that millage mountain. Just 6 months ago this rate of progress would be a total failure and I would have had the elevation, heart rate, distance chart to prove it. Today, it marked the beginning journey of a, I think, wiser runner. I hope to protect my ankle with a lighter strike that forefooting provides. Somebody called me boom boom at Uhwarrie as I was descending a hill and destroying the local environment and likely my body. My goal now is to distance myself from that tag.
Surgery +17 weeks ushered in my first 2 mile run (in Newton gravitys). 192 BPM (it was the humidity, I swear). Two 1 mile treadmill runs sans shoes this week. And a nice 6 mile hike (last 3 miles barefoot and a .5 mile run). I was able to join my work compadre Chris for the hike and mini run. A man of questionable politics, but with a very fetching bald head and a stride of ridiculous proportions, he has adopted a healthy diet and commenced a new exercise regime. He is tall enough for me to call him Bolt. I was very pleased to have his company and share his outlooks. He saw Umstead State Park for the first time today. I felt privileged with the opportunity to share my favorite place. We hiked Sycamore and even ran in the last 1/2 mile. I think he might be hooked.
|How to turn 1 mile into an Ultra.|