This week has flown by and we set the Hash on Monday, which entailed a recce and also the running of it with the club, so all in all we ran it three times and it left us quite tired. Also, we’re going away for a long weekend on Thursday so I really wasn’t sure when I would fit another run in, let alone a barefoot one. Today was my last chance and today the rain was hammering down and I was still tired.
But when I got home I thought sod it, I’ll run with Millie around the fields in the rain, barefoot.
And it was wonderful! By the time we crossed the first field we were both sodden and elated. Millie ran huge laps around the wet fields and rolled on her back in the grass half in joy and half in a vain attempt to dry herself, and I was very close to joining her.
The ground was so varied from very squishy mud between my toes to the slightly more challenging lumps of limestone. This was the first time I have had nettle stings on the tops of my feet and I can also sympathise with Millie daintily dancing between grazed-off thistle sproutings which seem to dot many of the fields.
When we got back on to the road to return home I got a bit alarmed as my pads suddenly felt huge and I wondered if I would be hobbling the next day. Over the next hour or so they seemed to go down, so no ill effects. And no problems with Achilles tendons either.