Two weeks ago I accidentally did my longest barefoot run, over two hours on the ocean beach. Timing and the endurance of a dear friend of mine lead me to see where I can take it. I was sore and have to admit to walking short stretches, since that sand worked the tiniest muscle in my feet, I did not even know I had.

I really enjoy running on the beach, so yesterday I tried to ignore the frost, focused on the abundant sunshine, calm ocean, and crisp fresh air and while my feet for the first miles were definitely cold, they adjusted, got blood pumped, allowing me to casually step into the ocean water. Almost like summer : )