From Never Running to an Ultramarathon in a Year: Part Last

4 Days after my first Ultra I was recovered and not sore. The night of the 50 miler, I was not able to move very well. The following day, I was limping, but by day 3, I was almost running fully at the valet job. Remember, I hadn’t run in months by this time, with the exception of a few medium runs and a single 15 miler. Which made me wonder: was it valet that made it possible for me to do these races with no outside running? Was it the barefoot/minimalist running as well? I don’t know. Valet was only sprinting off and on and it was only twice a week. But in the 50 miler, and the running hard at the end, it made me wonder if I could go faster to begin with. I wondered if sprinting in valet was some sort of training I did not know about. If you could call that training. But I also wondered about the Vibram Five Fingers and barefoot running. How much did that affect things? All of my running injuries had stopped cold turkey when I dropped the shoes. And although I did have growing pains in barefooting, which can be expected, as well as over doing it problems, those past races were not that hard on my body and I think it has to do with the feet! Now I am really curious about possibility!

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Part 17: 9.5 Months After Losing Da Shoes: The Kansas City Marathon

October 16th, 2010
The excitement was in the air. Chad and I got up uber early, hit some oatmeal with some whey protein added to it, based on a suggestion. Figured I could test that today. Why not? An hour later, we both hit some chia seeds with some honey and lime. Yummy. Off to the race!

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Part 16: Marathon Decisions: Screw It

The first time I ran completely barefoot in maybe half a year was with my friend Chad. He had decided to maybe run the Kansas City Marathon half in his new KSO’s, barely running previously more than a few miles. I decided to go out with him, even with my achilles tendinitis, and to do it bare since I had delayed that for far too long, and at night. I put my headlamp on, and we were off. I wanted to make sure he was running in good form in the VFF’s so I could suggest a basic amount of running to make sure his body didn’t self destruct in a half marathon. It was a month away. I doubted I would be running in the race at all with my legs. I mean, I had not run in over a month. That would be crazy.

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Part 14: Worn

By mid July, my leg rehab was over. My legs were not hurting during runs. My legs were not hurting after runs. No calf ache, nothing. It was awesome. I had returned to being able to run at least 10 miles any day, what I wanted to do once I went minimal. But now it seemed easier. Now I wondered how much I could do. It was time to turn up the distance.

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