17 Feb 2013, 1:11pm
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alone in the woods

I returned one of the pairs of shoes I posted at the end of my last entry, went for a 6.5-mile run in the other, cleaned off the soles, packed ‘em up, and returned them too. They made my foot all tingly and felt weird and heavy (forgive the technical jargon). Last Saturday I ran 14 miles in my Merrell Pace Gloves with no problems. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it?

However, after six months running exclusively in minimalist shoes (and a little time before that running short distances in huaraches or barefoot), my toes bump right up against the end of my Pace Gloves. I have gained at least half a shoe size! More toe spread? Bigger foot muscles? Falling arches (I hope not, and I don’t think so)? They are still comfy enough to run in, but between that and the wear on the soles, I told myself yesterday when I went out for my run that if I could run 10km in less than an hour, I’d buy myself a new pair. And:

Don’t worry, I won’t make a habit of sharing screengrabs like this. I was pretty psyched, though; notice I didn’t even pause the app before taking the screengrab! The internet says this means I should in theory be capable of running a marathon in 4 hours and 33 minutes. Hah! Hah! — Assuming my phone didn’t mess up the distance too badly. That 14-mile run? My phone said it was 15 and a quarter! False. I want a GPS watch for my birthday. Anyway, it’s good enough for me, and regardless, new shoes are on the way.

Last Monday I went for a hike-slash-trail-run in Marin; I did a loop from Stinson Beach as recommended in this post: Dipsea Trail to Steep Ravine Trail up to Pantoll Ranger Station, then Matt Davis Trail back down to Stinson. Steep Ravine was so beautiful, you guys. And yes, pretty steep. It is a stretch to call what I did trail “running.” But I didn’t mind, because I felt like I was hiking in the Shire. I am thinking about it now and daydreaming about being back on that trail. I would do it every day if I could, until I could run the whole thing, but I’d walk anyway to make it last longer.

The Matt Davis Trail was all right, too ;) –

I don’t think I’d ever really gone on a substantial (this one was 7.5 miles) hike by myself before, and it was really nice to be able to move at my own pace and take as many silly timer self-portraits as I wanted. Which I did, clearly. When I got back into town, I had some time to kill before I needed to get back on the road to meet A. for pizza in Berkeley, so I went to my favorite secluded beach near the farm where I lived and worked in 2011… which resulted in this, which pretty much sums up how I felt about the day: