7km barefoot: my longest to date

my 7km feet

My alarm this morning was the sweet insistent warbles, trills and tweets of all manner of ornithology outside my window.  I lingered in bed, drifting in the lilts and tweedles for a bit before sliding my legs off the side of the bed and reaching for my running togs.  I laid them out last night knowing I would start today with a run.

I put in my contact lenses, sipped a bit of water and slipped my feet into an old pair of speedo flip flops.  I strode down the laneway, slid out of the speedo’s and felt the asphalt against my soul.

The run was sweet, the entire 7km route filled with birdsong which floated like silk ribbons around me. The smell of warm earth and the sighs of breathing fields collected in my chest.  Crows mentioned my passing, woodpeckers tapped my footfalls, lambspeak engaged me in brief joyful conversation. The chickadees tweaked their usual melody, calling  to me as I passed  “chick-a-wen-dy-dy-dy-dy”.

The sun slowly climbed the sky.  Hazy and paling from the intense corals it was on the horizon when I stepped out of the house, its early morning heat making promise of another beautiful beach day.

The pavement beneath me was neither cool nor warm.  I dodged and weaved seeking the smoother parts of the road, enjoying the solitude and the movement of my joints.  I let my arms dangle loosely whenever I felt the familiar tightness creeping into my upper traps and I noted the lack of discomfort in my hips and knees.

But for about 7 or 8 minutes of playing out a conversation several times in my head, I was just in the run.  In the run in the sun, permeable and content to just feel, to be and not be at the very same moment.

Walking up the laneway with the familiar squish of those speedo’s keeping me company I was sure I had started the day off right.


About thewholeway

I am a Health & Fitness Specialist and I am just leaping in to the next part of my life -- a Fitness Studio! I hope my adventure intersects with your adventure.
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5 Responses to 7km barefoot: my longest to date

  1. jengalle says:

    What a beautiful entry. You make me excited at the idea of barefoot running. I ran again barefoot this morning on the beach and it was something else. Thanks for sharing your experience with running barefoot!

  2. Wendy says:

    I can’t wait to hear more of your experiences with it too Jen! Thanks for your very kind words.

  3. Christine says:

    Wendy, you are a beautiful writer. Your entries inspire me to pause and take notice of being *in* the moment…*in* the run. I have yet to learn to tube out all the noise of the day but I want to try! Any tips for those of us whose minds seem too cluttered?

    • Wendy says:

      I appreciate your comments Christine. Clearing the mind is such a challenge! I have been meditating off and on for a few years and my yoga practice has helped. It just takes practice, patience and a whole bunch of loving kindness. Try placing your worries, concerns, to-do’s, etc. in a box at the beginning of your run, knowing they will be waiting for you when you return. When you find yourself playing them out, just be amused by how strong that tendency is and focus on your breath. Do this 5 and a half million times, give or take, and it starts to get easier. 🙂

      Maybe I should do a blog post?

      • Christine says:

        I would love for you to do a blog post on this. I find it so hard to tune out the noise of everyday, something that I find will often interfere with sleep, relaxation time, exercise, etc. I tried yoga but couldn’t get the focus. I do the stretches but I can’t seem to get to that place where your thoughts empty and your brain is your friend, not your nagging mother! 🙂

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