My Seasonal Urge
|Beer break on the mountain|
I got back into my skiing several years ago. Almost exactly when I reignited my passion for running. At that time I was no stranger to pain especially after running more than two miles or spending an entire day on the slopes. My neuroma would inevitably flare up and my feet would ache horribly. Sometimes it felt like tiny knives slicing my toes. My feet would always be in excruciating pain. That's just my feet. I won't go into my knee issues.
I'm still assessing how things are progressing so far with my barefoot running and the jury is still out on how it will benefit me in the future. As you can tell, I'm not exactly the poster girl for pain free running just yet, but I can tell you this. I know my feet are much stronger than they were four or five months ago. Even in ski bondage. Not only were my feet not as trashed after wearing my boots all day, but I would risk it to say that my skiing form is better in them. Which is a good thing seeing as we are getting a freakish amount of snow dumped on the Sierra Nevada this season and I'm getting an almost obscene desire to submerge myself in some fresh pow pow.
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