A Simple New Year Resolution

Life is complicated because people are complicated.  It's a good thing.  Without the intricacies of relationships and motivations and feelings, we would be simple robots wandering around a boring world.

One thing, though, that doesn't have to be tangled up in knots is new year resolutions. Oh, and running, too. Both are about moving forward, one foot in front of the other.  They are both pretty straight-forward and I'm here to show you how.

This is an original drawing by Mr. Mason Mastroianni, a cartoonist who draws two strips that Creators Syndicate (where I work) edits and sells.  You may have heard of those two strips.  One is the very famous B.C. and the other is the newly launched Dogs of C-Kennel.

Here's a closer shot of this awesome drawing (it just makes me smile on the inside and outside).

As you can see, the very adorable Kenny has eaten the running shoes.  Clearly, he is a proponent of barefoot/minimalist running.

This drawing perfectly encapsulates my 2011 resolution: to run barefoot. To run. To get the look of pure joy on my face from running that Kenny has on his face from gnawing on the sneakers.  

Sure, 2011 will include highs and lows, sadness and euphoria.  I'm going to have some perfect running days where everything will click and I'll feel like a million bucks.  And then there will be times when my body will ache and rebel against everything I have worked hard for.

The bottom line is...run. Continue moving forward, one foot in front of the other.  The training may be hard, the body may hurt and there are definitely going to be days when I don't want to get out of bed.  But it doesn't matter as long as I keep focused on what makes me as insanely happy as Kenny (ok, it's not eating shoes...that's just gross).

Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run.

Please, oh please don't let it be...

... a stress fracture. That's right. Only a few days after I blogged about finally feeling an intense love of running, I feel a little twinge of pain on the top of my left foot. Not enough to cause me to cry or curse or stop running.

And then, of course, that pain got a little stronger and a little more intense. If this had happened a year ago, when I was running in shoes, I would have forged on -- a little discomfort wasn't going to stop me (I was already in constant pain; a little more wasn't going to break the camel's back). But this is now, where I'm a barefootin' girl and I can't afford to hurt my precious feet. So, I backed off running for about 5 days and stuck my foot in a bucket of ice & water (how, I wonder, do athletes SIT in ice baths without going absolutely mad?).

I'm thinkin' that a few things contributed to this pain:

1. I did a pretty fast workout on the treadmill the week before the foot started to talk to me. For some reason, I feel like I'm flying when I do anything on the treadmill, and I know that I don't pay nearly as much attention to my form when I'm running on it. I can definitely say that I was pounding harder on my feet during that workout than I should have been.
   
2. I wore heels for about 6 hours straight soon after my treadmill workout. Super. Stupid. Idea. Ok, ok, I have to say that they are cute heels and they totally completed the outfit. A girl can't let herself totally go when she starts tickling the pavement with her baresies (is that a real word?). But back to the point...my feet aren't used to that much altitude.

I'm really hoping that this isn't a stress fracture. I've never had one, so I dont' know how they are supposed to feel. But what I do know is that the pain isn't super intense, so I'm going to take it easy and ice a lot to see if that will help. I did a "maintenance" run this morning (a short and sweet 22 minutes) and things felt in good order. Will keep you posted on how the foot heals (fingers crossed).

I'm back!

I think I am officially back as a runner and that is so exciting! How, you ask, does one know if you can officially call yourself a runner? Let me count the ways:

1. I rarely sleep in on the weekends anymore -- those beautiful morning hours are definitely for training, whether that be a long run or a long ride.
2. When I began packing to go home for the holidays, I knew I had to make room for my running clothes. Regardless of whether I run once or each day I'm there, I know I'm going to need those clothes. That makes me happy.
3. I have a small tennis ball under my desk at work. What is it for, you ask? Don't tell my boss, but I take my shoes off every now and again and massage my feet with the ball. Not only does it feel good, but it also helps to strengthen my toes and feet. Have you ever tried picking up a tennis ball with your feet? It's not as easy as you might think.
4. I have a million water bottles. They are in my car, at my desk and in my room. And then of course, there are the ones I run with and ride with. They are pink, orange, green and Stanford-tree adorned. One can never have enough water (or water bottles).
5. This morning, my back split from my out-and-back run was faster than my out split. I was moving really, really well and had found a great breathing rhythm. Totally clearing your mind and only focusing on the one step to one breath ratio is liberating. There's almost nothing that feels better.
   

It's been a while since I've felt this good about running and about being a runner. And I'm lovin' where I'm at.

Welcome, December

Wow, it's been two months since I've last posted. I'm trying to wrack my brain to see what might have happened in those 60 days that would be interesting to put down in a blog post...let's just go with a nice little list this time.

1. It's been chilly here in Redondo Beach for the last week.

Good things:

• Snuggling deep into my down comforter
• It finally feels like the holiday season
• There's just something about digging out the warm running clothes that makes me happy. I heart my knit cap and pink running jacket.
  
• Seeing my breath when I go out reminds me of home

Bad things:

• It is SO hard to get out of bed in the morning
• Because I don't get out of bed, I feel guilty for not running
• I hate feeling guilty

2. Because I felt guilty yesterday for not getting up in the morning to run before work (see above), I ran on the treadmill at the office gym during lunch. I've done this before, but for some reason, this time was different. I was in my Vibrams, but my toes still felt like they were getting "burned." They were warm to the touch and were a little buffed up afterward. Not sure what that's about, but figure I should probably lay off the treadmill for a bit (maybe it will make me get up the morning. Maybe.).


3. To my excitement, I have found that my feet can sustain running two days in a row. Before, I was hesitant to run back-to-back because after each run, my feet were pretty tender and I didn't want to cause any damage. But after a few weeks of running two days in a row, I think that my body has adapted. I feel really good about this - I'd imagine it is how babies feel when they realize they can toddle all the way from one set of arms to the other. Just like those kiddos, my body is getting stronger.

4. I'm not usually one for New Year's resolutions (it is about that time of season, right?) but I am going to make it a point in 2011 to train for and race 10k's. I've haven't done a real training regimen since running cross country in high school, but I am going to be dedicated next year to doing track workouts, going out on long Saturday runs, even fartleks if I have to. I'll try to do a post with more details about my resolutions as January gets closer.

Well, for now, I think that's all I've got. Over and out.

The Aftermath

It's all fun and games when you feel good and you're high off of the surging endorphins. But the aftermath of running semi-barefoot can be pretty ugly.

Take Exhbit A:



That is the bottom of my foot. And yes, that is a huge bruise/callus/blister on my poor big toe. I have one on the other foot as well (I figured you didn't need to see both of my ugly feet and instead could use your imagination).

Now, I had been getting these types of blisters in that exact same spot since I started running in the Vibrams. Most of the time, they would heal in a day or two and then, inevitably, would reappear the next time I ran. They normally aren't painful either. But after the 10K this weekend, these puppies were screaming for relief. They basically felt like a huge bruise on the bottom of your foot that yelps every time you take a step. I took a few days off to let them heal and they are actually back to normal again.

I think I am getting them because I am landing hard on that area. At the race, there were a couple of downhill parts (which I'm not used to) so that definitely contributed. I am going to be making a conscious effort to try not to land on that part of my foot and instead land more flat-footed and distribute the force.

Exhibit B:

No, this is not part of my body, but it has become my new best friend. It is The Stick, which is a do-it-yourself massage tool. And let me tell you, my calves sing its praises.

Let's just say that my calves are so tight that they cringe every time they see a staircase. I went out for a run this morning and only made it about 10 minutes out before they were crying out in agony. They were so tight that I thought they were going to pull my foot all the way up my leg. They were balled up and didn't want to let any tension out. When I got home, I massaged them out and while they did feel better, they are definitely still tight.

Here's a close up of The Stick cuz I just like it so much:

I need to make a conscious effort to stretch and massage my calves every single day, several times a day. What do I do when I sit in front of the TV after sitting in front of a computer all day? Nothing. What should I be doing? Massaging my calves. I'm sure they'll thank me for it later.

Getting From There to Here

After the mile three water stop, I was in the groove. I was striding well, hit a cadence and was breathing consistently and smoothly. Soon after that, I'm pretty sure I toyed with the line of "the zone," that magic place that runners love to go (besides the local running shop).

I ran the Manhattan Beach 10K this morning and I felt awesome! I finished in a time of 47:41 and after a cruise through the race results, found out that I was 4th in my age group and 419 out of 3555 runners - wow! The coursed meandered through parts of Manhattan Beach and then we hit The Strand for the last mile (after a nice little hill). It was an absolutely perfect day to run -- probably mid-60s at the start, overcast and there were even some raindrops at the end!

This was a big race for me for a lot of reasons:

1. I had never run a 10K before. I've done my fair share of 5K's, but never the 6.2 mile distance. Since I started running barefoot, I've only done three training runs that were over 6 miles, so that is one of the reasons that I feel like I can pat myself on the back.
2. On those long runs, I had been accompanied by a friend of a lot of runners -- Mr. iPod. There's no denying that music while running can be very helpful, and that is why I had been using it on my long runs. But today at the race, I decided to forgo the iPod. I was a little worried that I wouldn't have that same pep in my step without Carrie Underwood and Alicia Keys. But I put mind over the Black Eyed Peas, which was really awesome. Once your thoughts go blank during a race, and all you are doing is checking for vital signs (what hurts, what doesn't), you don't need any bass to back you up.
3. I ran in my Vibram FiveFingers! That in itself, I think, is a huge accomplishment. I saw a few people in Vibrams, so that was comforting that I'm not the only crazy person out there.

Let me back up and say that this race, this point in my running career, the feelings that I had during the race and the high that I felt aftewards, is a long time coming. It was only a few years ago that I was in the most cushioned running shoes I could get my hands on. I had gone through three different custom-made orthotics. Doctors and running specialists said I would never be a real runner, would never be able to run and train normally. My feet were swollen all the time, my knees ached with each step forward, my mind was turning on itself and made me believe, truly, that I wasn't cut out to do what I had been doing since I was young.

Where I am now is a miraculous transformation. I am running on a regular basis, have very little pain (every runner gets aches -- mine are tight calves) and am feeling good about my abilities. My mind believes that I can go that extra 1/2 mile, can push it in at the end of a long run. The change is unbelievable.

Do These Make My Toes Look Fat?

Well, I took the next (proverbial) step in barefoot running and bought the Vibram FiveFingers. It took about 45 minutes and a very patient REI salesperson helping to find the right ones that felt good. I originally wanted the FiveFingers Sprint because they were a little less dorky looking and had a cute Mary Jane strap on the top. But when I tried them on, my feet felt scrunched in them - they were definitely not comfortable. So, the REI guy suggested I try the KSO's (Keep Stuff Out). I hemmed and hawed because those are the ones that are full cover and look more like a shoe (and stand out more). I tried one pair on and the left shoe didn't feel right. Fortunately, they had another pair so I was able to switch them out. And so, I am now the proud owner of a pair of FiveFingers (and I really do think they make my little toes look fat).

The first day I tried them out, they felt really good and natural until about the last five minutes. Then the spot where the strap connects to the shoe on the outside started to rub and I got a teeny-tiny blister on my left foot. This wasn't a huge bummer because I had been able to run longer than I had in the past (barefoot), which was a huge accomplishment for me. Another thing I noticed after a couple FF runs is that my stride is a little different than when I am truly barefoot. I think part of it is mental -- "I have a shoe on my foot, so I don't have to pay as much attention to my form and can land harder than when I am barefoot." It's an easy trap to fall into. So now that I am more comfortable in my FF (and not getting blisters), I have to make a consicous effort to think that yes, I am still "barefoot" and I need to force my body into running lightly.

I am trying to only use my FF when I want to go on longer runs (had a superb one yesterday and felt awesome). I want to continue running truly barefoot and will probably switch off the days that I go barefoot and the days I go FF.