Brooks Ghost 5

Sprinting and The Brain

Our brains, they’re funny little creations aren’t they! Or is it just mine? While running yesterday’s speed repeats, which I totally rocked (unlike the previous week) it suddenly dawned on me that 200-metre repeats are essentially the equivalent of sprinting for 1 minute – just 1 minute – something I had been doing with my program since February, and yet, once my program switched from timed repeats to distance repeats, it was as though my brain could not comprehend such a task, causing my legs to rebel. Last week, my legs wanted nothing to do with 200 metres. My lungs were gasping for air at just 50 metres in. My brain was saying just stop already, you can’t do this, you might as well give up. And a couple times, in my first sets of repeats, I did wimp out, cutting them short, or slowing my pace down. So yesterday, instead …

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Not the standard

Forget the salespeople, forget the studies, forget even the fashion. The only thing that matters when purchasing new running shoes is YOUR feet! Just like my brain and my body shouldn’t fit into a standardized vice grip, nor should my feet. They’re not the Barbie of all feets, nor are they the ogres, they’re just my feet! MY FEET, I cannot emphasize that enough! My feet. My way. However, somewhere along the line, I stopped listening to my feet. Maybe it was because I was off the pavement for so long, or because I was so faithful to one style shoe for so long, or because, in a moment of weakness, I fell in lust with the colour of another shoe, I don’t know, but I started listening to those who have never run a day in my feet. Big mistake! How the heck do they know what my feet …

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And the winner is…

Finally! A run where I didn’t have to retie my shoes a bijillion and one times before even running a mile. Ever since starting back on my second running comeback, I have feared the laces, and really it’s not all that surprising given that it was a lace issue that started to take me out in the first place. In my first – FIRST – run back post pregnancy, I had an issue with the laces in those evil new shoes that shall never be mentioned again. The laces rubbed against my poppy foot veins through the duration of that short run, and because I didn’t adjust them right away, I was plagued with a nasty internal bruise that still flares up! I have since changed my shoes, and am in a pair that I absolutely adore, love to pieces even, however, I fear the laces. I’ve completely re-laced the …

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