I went out the door after reading Charlie’s race report, like a bat out of hell. The shoes seemed so light. I seemed to almost be falling over, forwards. The only way to stop the fall was to run faster. I took an unusual route down to the beach, I passed some guy and his dog, he said “Wow, you’re flying.” It felt like it.
Decided to run along the coast into the city via the ‘industrial wasteland zone’ and see how the Merrels handle slippery beach pebbles and seaweed, now that I have worn them in. Surprisingly well. The Vibram soles are so hard that they lack the natural grip on rock/wet rock that rubber has. I guess that it took a while to abrade them enough to lose that slick texture. Beach pebbles are really hard on the feet in the Merrels, I can feel every stone. It’s like having the soles of your feet beaten with a rubber hose. Might be good for circulation though.
I ran the beach defenses on the way out to Salthill for the first time, as previously the Merrels were too slippy to risk breaking a leg, but finally they are doing fine. Timed my run home from Nimmo’s Pier, which was a respectable 18 minutes even. After the pounding I took for three quarters of the run up to that point, I feel good making the return from Nimmo’s in 18.
I needed that run. Good to be back in my running shoes. Confidence soars!