My legs felt pretty decent considering the crammed mileage from Thursday through Saturday. Nine miles were done barefoot and another five were done in my new huaraches.
In my advancing age, I appear to becoming smellier. I don't remember sweating as much as I do now. Each time I return from a run, my body is coated in a filmy sheen. Furthermore, my sweat stinks worse than it did before. It used to be that I didn't mind rewearing running clothes once or twice. Now, the stiff test results in an "egads!" and a swift toss to the farthest corner of the room. Am I going to be a stinky old man?
So Stinkin' Slow
Another trend this year is my painfully slow pace. Yes, switching to barefoot running is likely a main contributor to my lacking speed, as I've had to slow down to ensure good form, but I also haven't run nearly as much this year. I think I'm looking at a 4:30 marathon at the very best. Who knows what I'll manage for a half.