I have never run in shoes like these before. It never occurred to me that it might be in some meaningful way different than running in a nice pair od Nikes. But as it turns out, it is VERY different.
I should probably mention that I have horrible feet with mangled toes and bones that even a foot surgeon said could never really be fixed so that they work right. Any time I do a run of any significant distance I come home to blood-soaked socks because my feet are just deranged and mostly useless beyond a mostly awkward and graceless tramping about. So I had wondered just how my feet would perform in a pair of shoes that separate each individual toe into its own section and make it do its own share of the work.
As it turns out, it made the run quite a bit harder. I do believe this is the first time I can recall that my feet actually complained of being tired before.
And this wasn't the best night for me to be trying out something so radically new, either. Considering that I haven't run in over a month now, probably closer to two, and I'm sure I've gained weight since moving here on top of that, all in my gut.
I knew I was already having sinus and allergy problems before I got to the gym. I currently have the breath-of-death that always indicates a pollen-induced sinus infection. I knew I hadn't run in awhile and was already out of shape. I knew I had gained weight since moving here, all directly in front of me. I knew I don't normally run at night anymore, so it'd be a shock to my system. I knew I have never run in Skeletoes shoes before. But I also knew I have a race coming up in a month and I need to get ready as fast as possible. So I thought I'd push it and run hard.
Yeah, so I thought.
I ran about three-quarters of a mile and had to stop and walk. My feet, ankles and calves were not adjusting to these funky shoes and I felt as if I were running uphill the entire time. To be fair, these shoes are not the running shoe model, only I didn't know it at the time. I was just discovering it through trial and error. But it wasn't just because of my feet that I had to stop and walk. My lungs simply weren't working either. I couldn't breathe. I was sweating like a pig, but running like an elephant, pounding the treadmill and dragging my feet repeatedly while waiting for my body to warm up and get adjusted to the fact that we were running. It never did.
|The proper running shoe model Skeletoe|
|Nice porn mustache|
So anyway, it was a terrible workout. And Thursday night I'm planning to go back and do it again. Yay.