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Since The Barefoot Running Book originally came out, &lt;a href="http://barefootrunninguniversity.com/"&gt;Jason Robillard&lt;/a&gt; has learned many tricks to make trail running, and living, more comfortable. He opens up in &lt;a href="http://barefootrunninguniversity.com/books/"&gt;Never Wipe Your Ass With A Squirrel&lt;/a&gt; and lets you in on all of his secrets. &lt;br /&gt;
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Jason Robillard is an ultramaraton trail runner who originally started out passionately pushing the barefoot running movement. Since then, he has learned moderation and implements shoes as tools. This typically leaves him running in minimalist shoes on the rocky trails all across America. I believe he chose trail running as the theme for this book because he has more experience with it than roads, and generally prefers trail running.&lt;br /&gt;
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Never Wipe Your Ass With A Squirrel is written in a handbook-like fashion. Some tips are short and sweet, others are more in depth and require an entire chapter to cover. Overall, the book has a solid structure with little fluff. &lt;br /&gt;
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Compared to other running books that I have read I am tempted to say that Never Wipe Your Ass With A Squirrel is the most laid back running book I have ever read. I believe this book is not intended for a serious audience. It is not meant for the guy that runs ahead of the crowd to get his mileage in. Instead it is meant for the guy that is in the back showing his friends that he can write his name with his pee and pulling out beers 10 miles into a run.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why would you pay for this book? Because it is fun and memorable! If you are hanging around 10 years from now do you remember the guy that ran ahead and got 10 more miles than the group in the same amount of time, or do you remember the time you got drunk on a 20 mile out-and-back and learned a new skill? I believe your answer is the latter, especially if you are a girl! How does this help you? Well when you are 90 miles into a race, your legs are on fire, and the miles are turning over slowly, are you going to be implementing some bullshit formula to keep your heart rate below your lactic threshold so you can do this or that, or are you going to remember something clever, funny, and interesting? I, personally, would remember the easier, funnier option and would not care to do math.&lt;br /&gt;
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One critique that I have is that not all, but some of the advice given is the same advice that is on &lt;a href="http://barefootrunninguniversity.com/"&gt;his blog&lt;/a&gt;. This is convenient for those that do not follow his blog, but somewhat repetitive for those that do. Even though I have read a majority of his blog posts I found that the repeated content was helpful and more in-depth in the book, as it should be.&lt;br /&gt;
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Al-in-all Never Wipe Your Ass With A Squirrel is an excellent addition to your running library. I ended up reading it over 2 days, which is extremely fast for me since it typically takes me weeks to read a book. I was very entertained by it and recommend it to anyone that runs trails, new or elite.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-42eeDfXL8rg/UWN0556m7MI/AAAAAAAAA48/_s96Bey2lSE/s1600/39992_151854054828361_2506938_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-42eeDfXL8rg/UWN0556m7MI/AAAAAAAAA48/_s96Bey2lSE/s320/39992_151854054828361_2506938_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason had/has an odd sales plan with this book. Basically if one person buys it they can share it with their friends. I don't know if this still holds true, but either way I do not encourage you to do so. Instead, help a runner out who is trying his hardest educate you and make a buck(not a big one) writing about the things that he has spent years learning. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://www.e-junkie.com/ecom/gb.php?c=cart&amp;amp;i=1224264&amp;amp;cl=93135&amp;amp;ejc=2%22%20target=%22ej_ejc%22%20class=%22ec_ejc_thkbx"&gt;Here is a free sample to get you hooked.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://barefootrunninguniversity.com/books/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://barefootrunninguniversity.com/books/"&gt;To purchase Never Wipe Your Ass With A Squirrel go here and pick your format.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/XSemPLfihC8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/3592151249692834869/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/04/never-wipe-your-ass-with-squirrel-book.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/3592151249692834869?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/3592151249692834869?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/XSemPLfihC8/never-wipe-your-ass-with-squirrel-book.html" title="Never Wipe Your Ass With A Squirrel Book Review" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FnQM5y8Q8bc/UWN0Q0_f1YI/AAAAAAAAA40/tcuYwx1LZl4/s72-c/Never-Wipe-Your-Ass-with-a-Squirrel-by-Jason-Robillard.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/04/never-wipe-your-ass-with-squirrel-book.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUNRH04cSp7ImA9WhBXFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-6715615901297939846</id><published>2013-03-30T16:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-30T16:11:35.339-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-30T16:11:35.339-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Foods" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Experiments" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Journal" /><title>Fat Run!</title><content type="html">Jason Robillard was nice enough to let me test drive his new book, &lt;a href="http://squirrelwipe.blogspot.com/2013/03/squirrel-wipe-book-is-available.html"&gt;Never Wipe Your Ass With a Squirrel&lt;/a&gt;. It's a odd name, but a very good read so far.&lt;br /&gt;
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One thing he writes about is running on fats. The purpose of this is to ease the transition from carbohydrate fuel to fats. This is what "the wall" that marathon+ runners hit. The idea is that if your body gets used to making the transition it is not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Yesterday I did not eat much. I probably was around 1400 calories give or take. I did not eat a lot at night and a majority of my caloric intake was from fats and proteins. You see where I am going here?&lt;br /&gt;
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This morning around 10AM I split an omelette with Whitney and ate a pear. Oddly these eating habits had nothing to do with Jason's writing. I was just trying to practice portion control.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, around 1PM I was feeling a little hungry. That's when I reflected on my caloric intake over the past 12 hours and decided it would be an excellent time to try out Jason's ideas.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, Jason says there are two ways to burn fats while running. 1) Run slow and keep your heart rate below some number a mathematical formula gives you. 2) Fast before a run. Then just run.&lt;br /&gt;
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"I'll just do a little of both." Guess what people! It worked.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7YPfYKZniAg/UVdE98RF9tI/AAAAAAAAA4c/eVA6EV-nJc8/s1600/oyster.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7YPfYKZniAg/UVdE98RF9tI/AAAAAAAAA4c/eVA6EV-nJc8/s1600/oyster.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Around half a mile I started to feel depleted. My pace did not change and I didn't feel too bad. This feeling lasted for about 4 miles, then I started to really feel the fat burning. &lt;br /&gt;
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I could tell I was burning fats because I did not want to run anymore. My mind was telling me to walk. I was not sore, but my brain was scavenging for calories. I kept wanting to drink out of my bottle, which had nothing but water in it. Ha body! I tricked you!&lt;br /&gt;
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It was at this time that I started craving some stupid stuff. For example, raw oysters. I have never craved this on a run, but today I wanted it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I did my best to just keep going. I told myself that if I stopped I would have to run another mile. The last half mile I said, "I wonder how much gas I have left in the tank?" I started running faster and it felt great. I was able to keep a sub 7 minute pace for that half mile and cruise to my destination.&lt;br /&gt;
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I debated if it was a good idea to eat a meal once I got home. I decided that I would take a shower and eat something really clean. I ended up eating some black raspberries, a pear, some strawberries, and a cup of orange juice. &lt;i&gt;Update: 20 minutes after eating this Whitney brought a milkshake from Chick-Fil-A to share...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Enough about what I ate!&lt;br /&gt;
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So what did I learn? I think my body is used to making this transition already. It wasn't nearly as bad as described by noobie marathoners, but I can definitely still use some practice. Since 10 miles isn't really long enough for my long runs I am going to try to do the first 10 of my next run slow and low carbed, then eat something(like a peanut butter and jelly) and run 10 more miles. That will put me in a good place and give me some ups and downs during my runs. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/nsVii4ELGtY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/6715615901297939846/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/03/fat-run.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/6715615901297939846?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/6715615901297939846?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/nsVii4ELGtY/fat-run.html" title="Fat Run!" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jbjkasy5gVk/UVdE6BQfb-I/AAAAAAAAA4U/-Fl0h9wMA78/s72-c/Never+Wipe+Your+Ass+with+a+Squirrel+by+Jason+Robillard.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/03/fat-run.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMERHgzfyp7ImA9WhBXFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-8854414602209061289</id><published>2013-03-28T14:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-28T14:46:45.687-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-28T14:46:45.687-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I Dig Dahlonega Entries" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Journal" /><title>Running The Streets of Dahlonega</title><content type="html">&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;P { margin-bottom: 0.08in; }A:link { color: rgb(0, 0, 128); text-decoration: underline;&lt;/style&gt;When running
around Dahlonega there are some things to keep into consideration. Of
course, some of my suggestions can apply anywhere, but some are more
specific to our small town.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1. “Sorry, I
Didn't See You There”
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&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;
Coming through
Dahlonega I usually run from Hancock Park to the crosswalk at the
Fudge Factory. I make an honest effort to slow down before hitting
the crosswalk, since it is kind of hard to see anybody from that
direction, let alone a runner. Even with the most caution I have
found myself in the uncomfortable situation of waiting and wondering
if that van is going to hit me. Sure enough, as I am halfway though
the crosswalk the van cruises by and I hear the driver say, “Yeahhh
sorry I didn't see you there.” and drive off. Never expect people
to stop for you. I have friends that have been hit by cars, and you
can too.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2. To The Left,
To The Left&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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When running on
the road try to always run on the left side of the road, facing
traffic. When possible, run on a sidewalk. Exceptions to this rule
are: 
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&lt;b&gt;a. There are
people on the sidewalk. 
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In this case,
make sure you can safely enter the street and go around them. You
should be running on the sidewalk that is next to the left side of
the road, so you can safely enter the oncoming traffic. Regardless,
look over your shoulder when entering the road. 
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&lt;b&gt;b. You are
running up a hill&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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If you are
running up a hill and can see a tenth of a mile behind you and you
can't see what is coming over the top of the hill, it may be safer to
switch to the right side of the road until you reach the top of the
hill. Once you are at the top of the hill and it is safe to cross,
move back to the left side of the road.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;c. You are
running Lake Zwerner in a clockwise direction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;
If this is the
case, I see no point in crossing the road just to immediately cross
back again. I believe there is also more room on the part of the
bridge facing the lake than on the other side. For bonus points do 5
mile out-and-backs and avoid this problem all together.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;3. Closed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A few days ago
around 8 PM I decided to run at the park and do some loops. Around
mile 9 the lights started going out and a man from a car yelled,
“Hey! I'm lockin' the gate.” I was able to finish my 10 miles,
but it was frustrating having to leave the park when the man tells
you to. It's better to just avoid the park at late hours and run
other places. The drill field at the college seems to always be open
and welcoming to late-night runners.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;4. Well, That's
Odd...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;
Ever wanted to
try out those new shoes that look a little funky? Well you can, but
the people of Dahlonega will glare at you. See, Dahlonega isn't one
of those hip suburbs where the current trends are booming. Nope. In
Dahlonega, people keep it simple. That is not meant to be taken as an
insult to Dahlonega or it's residents, it's just something I have
noticed. I got a ton of odd looks running in Vibram Five Fingers and
even more running barefoot.. Just wait until I break out my Huarache
sandals and sport kilt!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5. “Hi”,
“Hello”, or “Hola”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Something
that tends to bother me more than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;it
should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; is when people
don't say “hi” back. For example, I am running along at Yahoola
Park and see a woman walking with her dog. As I run by I say, “hey
there”. You would expect someone to say something back in this
situation. Unfortunately, I mostly get the stupid look and pass by.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;The stupid look you ask?
This is the same look you would get from someone if you walked up to
them and asked, “&lt;/span&gt;Has anyone really been far even as decided
to use even go want to do look more like?&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;
Why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;the look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;?
I believe I am saying “hi” too late. Think about it, you have an
extremely charming, sexy, and almost barefoot spectacle running at
you. Are your dreams coming true? Yes, yes they are! Then he says
“hi”. You struggle to find the right words. I am looking at you,
your dog is looking at you, you make a face like you want to speak,
then it is too late. Prince charming is gone and then you realize the
appropriate response. In conclusion, say “hi” about 10 to 15 feet
before passing the person. You might &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;get
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;more normal responses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;6. Don't Be A
Creeper Around Lake Zwerner.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;
Story time. One
time I was running an out-and-back at Lake Zwerner. I was doing a
pretty comfortable, but quick, pace. As I came around a turn I saw
two college girls walking in the same direction as I was. They were
talking and carrying on. As I got closer they didn't seem to want to
move. No acknowledgments what-so-ever. Finally, I got about 10 feet
away from them. I tried the ol' clearing the the throat trick(usually
they hear you and move). One of the girls let out a yell and ran into
her friend. Apparently they hadn't heard me and heard my cough,
scaring the bejesus out of them. I laughed and apologized. About 10
minutes later I had turned around and was heading toward them. I
noticed the girls through the trees and heard them talking. “They
gotta see me coming”, I thought.  I turned the corner(I say I
turned, they say I popped out) and heard a yell. At this point I
didn't know what to say, so I awkwardly said “Uh... Sorry I keep
scaring you?” and ran off into the distance. Most people are a
little more observant than these girls, but when coming up on people
maybe try to clap your hands from a distance? I really haven't found
a solution to this one yet.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;
I hope these
tips help you navigate around Dahlonega a little easier. As Jenny
would say, "…if you're ever in trouble, don't be brave. You
just run, OK? Just run away.”&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/_zelngmw8jI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/8854414602209061289/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/03/running-streets-of-dahlonega.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/8854414602209061289?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/8854414602209061289?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/_zelngmw8jI/running-streets-of-dahlonega.html" title="Running The Streets of Dahlonega" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/03/running-streets-of-dahlonega.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIEQXs-eCp7ImA9WhBXE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-236420348710558467</id><published>2013-03-26T20:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-26T20:18:20.550-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-26T20:18:20.550-04:00</app:edited><title>My Scariest Competitor Yet, A Dog</title><content type="html">I was seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. The end of my run&amp;nbsp; was approaching, my watch beeped for the 10 mile mark, and I was cruising down a big hill. My legs were getting a little fatigued, but still felt strong. I could almost see my house. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A car passed me and pulled into the driveway a few feet ahead of me. I watched the driver and passenger get out. All normal so far. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then I saw him. The 70 pound dog I ran past every day was out. Nothing new really. The dog has an invisible fence which has never failed me. Until today.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I kept running, basically ignoring the dog. I don't know if it was because the owners were in the yard or what, but the dog started running, whimpered for a second, and kept running. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I turned around on the hill and started hauling up it. The dog was right on my tail. I ran faster while keeping an eye on the dog. The dog was literally within slapping distance. I took my water bottle and tried to spray it, but it didn't help. The dog kept chasing me up the hill. Then something happened. I started to pull away. I was actually getting away. I slowed down a little, then the dog started chasing me more. I ran harder and pulled away again. This time I kept running until I was out of the dogs sight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I waited at the top of the hill until the owners waved me down. They asked me if he bit me. They were sure he got me, but he didn't.They apologized and told me that the battery must have died on the leash. I told them that I was okay and that I understood. Having owned a dog before I know that sometimes things are out of your control. It is the owners responsibility to keep a dog in control, but sometimes bad things just happen. They apologized again and told me they were going to check the leash right now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Honestly I have more respect for them as dog owners than most owners around here. I have had many dogs chase me, but this is the first one that has been on an electric fence. I have ran past this dog probably 50 times and never had an issue. It was only when the owners were out that the dog got aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Running home I couldn't help but think, "Man... I just outran a dog." and "This is going to make for an awesome blog post!"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now that I am reflecting on it, the only thing that I think I could have done different is maybe put my water bottle in his mouth or hit him with it. With luck, I avoided all conflict. &lt;a href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2010/05/what-should-i-do-about-scary-dogs-while.html"&gt;I have written about dog tactics before&lt;/a&gt;, but it has never come into play as much as it did today.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Since the dog will probably have a fresh set of batteries and won't be as aggressive tomorrow I might try throwing it a treat. This seems to be the only dog in Dahlonega that has a problem with me. Maybe we can make friends. It not, there will be pepper spray in my other hand.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/2LuoBUuSWII" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/236420348710558467/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/03/my-scariest-competitor-yet-dog.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/236420348710558467?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/236420348710558467?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/2LuoBUuSWII/my-scariest-competitor-yet-dog.html" title="My Scariest Competitor Yet, A Dog" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/03/my-scariest-competitor-yet-dog.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08AQXYzfyp7ImA9WhBXEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-7996851266324928617</id><published>2013-03-24T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-24T15:04:00.887-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-24T15:04:00.887-04:00</app:edited><title>Humans - Built For Speed</title><content type="html">Are humans built for speed? "Fast" is relative. A Kenyan can run a 4 minute mile, but a squirrel can still get away from him. So let's assume that we are built for running faster than the average run-of-the-mill 5K runner.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Since reading Scott Jurek's book, Eat &amp;amp; Run I have adopted some of his methods of running faster, for longer distances. But Tyler, why would you want to run long distances&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; run faster? Well, I am lazy. Not in the sense that I won't get out there and run, I just don't want to run for a long period of time. By running faster I can get in the mileage I need without wasting my day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So what did I do to start running faster? I started running faster! It's that easy! Previously I had found that if I ran with someone fast, for example my buddy Mitch, I would get comfortable at an 8 minute pace and never think twice about it. I also found that if I started out running around 10 minute miles, it would be a chore to run the 8s. Since I have started running faster a majority of my runs have been started at an 8 minute pace or faster, hills or not. This gets me into the groove.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday, Mitch Pless mentioned in his speech(which was very good btw) that you need to train at a relatively faster pace at least a few times a week. This is because during an ultra, if you can maintain 10 minutes per mile you will do very well. By running faster during training you actually have to slow yourself down in your race, making ultras easier. I feel the 5k/10k crowd does the opposite by going as hard as they can for the race. This is the right thing to do in a short race, but ultras are a whole different game.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So what did I borrow from Scott Jurek? One of the things he mentioned was a zen-like breathing during running. He says that during his faster paces he keeps long and slow breaths, like a yoga pose. My first thought was, "Yeah right? And run fast?" Well I actually tried it and found that it puts me in the faster paced groove(as mentioned above) much faster than going out huffing and puffing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have a few other tricks up my sleeve that I am testing out. I currently and reading The Art of Running Faster by Juian Goater and Don Melvin. I skimmed the book for about 20 minutes and have already shaved a few minutes off my comfortable mile. I will give more tips when I finish it and test some techniques.Thanks for reading!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/2TTogmgezWE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/7996851266324928617/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/03/humans-built-for-speed.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/7996851266324928617?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/7996851266324928617?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/2TTogmgezWE/humans-built-for-speed.html" title="Humans - Built For Speed" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/03/humans-built-for-speed.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYFQH45fCp7ImA9WhBXEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-9179181462963331016</id><published>2013-03-24T14:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-24T15:08:31.024-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-24T15:08:31.024-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Journal" /><title>I Dig Dahlonega Writing</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://idigdahlonega.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/03/ontherun1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://idigdahlonega.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/03/ontherun1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
The other day Matt Aiken asked me if I would write some articles for his &lt;a href="http://idigdahlonega.com/"&gt;I Dig Dahlonega&lt;/a&gt; website. I thought it was a great idea and told him I would get to work on one. Since I am kind of a slow writer we decided to use my recently posted &lt;a href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/02/reflecting-on-memory-from-6th-grade.html"&gt;Reflecting on a Memory From 6th Grade Track Tryouts&lt;/a&gt;. I really like what he is doing by bringing local writers together on his page and linking back to their respective blogs.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/NJ5xt6VZ51s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/9179181462963331016/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/03/idigdahlonega-writing.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/9179181462963331016?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/9179181462963331016?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/NJ5xt6VZ51s/idigdahlonega-writing.html" title="I Dig Dahlonega Writing" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/03/idigdahlonega-writing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMEQH4zfCp7ImA9WhBSFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-5687645410200901566</id><published>2013-02-22T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-22T09:30:01.084-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-22T09:30:01.084-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ultramarathons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Journal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Motivation" /><title>Reflecting on a Memory from 6th Grade Track Tryouts</title><content type="html">This is a memory from 6th grade track tryouts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was my first year trying out for track and I was still testing the waters. I wasn't sure what I was good at, but I kind of knew I wasn't fast or strong enough to throw the shot put far enough. The team had made it through tryouts and were pretty sure we all made the team(the track team at Lumpkin County Middle School wasn't that big). On the last day of tryouts our coach said, "If you want to make the team you need to run around the gym for the entirety of practice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The gym was a hot and humid place. It didn't help that it was raining and they had the heater on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We started running. The first 10 laps or so were okay. I felt I was inching toward the farthest I had ever ran(2 miles) and the clock was still ticking.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What felt like hours went by. I kept my legs moving, even though my some of my peers were walking. These peers were also getting yelled at by the coach. I wanted my coach to see that I was strong and that I could perform in the hardest of conditions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
One or two other kids had more laps than me, but I didn't care. They were better runners than me and had more experience. I was just focusing on myself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Finally, after doing what felt like 100 laps the coach blew the whistle and told us that we all made the team.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For the remainder of track I was put in the 2 mile run group(the longest distance available). I wasn't the fastest, but I always finished and had gas in the tank. I learned a lot about myself during that run though. I found that I had an inner strength to just keep going, even in the most strenuous of conditions. Sure I have a permanent memory of the wresting mats we ran past every lap, but it was all worth it. Never, in a millions years, would I have though it would pay off some time later when I decided to start running ultra marathons.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/DTUv7AaWzpQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/5687645410200901566/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/02/reflecting-on-memory-from-6th-grade.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/5687645410200901566?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/5687645410200901566?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/DTUv7AaWzpQ/reflecting-on-memory-from-6th-grade.html" title="Reflecting on a Memory from 6th Grade Track Tryouts" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/02/reflecting-on-memory-from-6th-grade.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cFQXw_eCp7ImA9WhBSEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-6795522512759268382</id><published>2013-02-18T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-18T19:50:10.240-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-18T19:50:10.240-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Journal" /><title>Almost Sub-20 5k...</title><content type="html">Today Whitney and I explored some of Yahoola park in a hunt for a Geocache. After that, we decided to run a little bit. She just started Couch to 5K and I like to run, so we ran.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Even though I am still recovering from the Red Hot 55k in Moab, Utah I was able to start out with a decent pace. For some reason I felt strong and was able to comfortably run within the sub 8 range. By the end of mile 1 found that I was running faster.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway I just got faster and faster during the run. I felt strong through the whole run. The wind kept blowing back on me, slowing me down. If it wasn't so windy I would have made it. By the end of the 5k I was pushing hard but realized that I wouldn't make it when the clock went past 20 minutes. *Sigh* I ran out the rest and finished at 20:17.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, can I break 20 minutes? Heck yes! It just has to be on a day with the right conditions(no wind, not recovering, etc). I could also just try getting faster too...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The fact that I started out this run without even trying and that I have not trained for this distance make me feel pretty good about myself. This might be a testament to distance running. The only reason I have this strength is because I have the confidence to run shorter distances at a faster speed(more confidence).&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, &lt;a href="http://www.runningahead.com/logs/37c5d63501764f8c91e1ddd1fc0607f2/workouts/f0a898ac6cde4d56852f6c88073cd6a3"&gt;here is the run&lt;/a&gt;. I might try to break 20 minutes again sometime, but it is not on my high priority list.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/jWZt0EwF_j4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/6795522512759268382/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/02/almost-sub-20-5k.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/6795522512759268382?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/6795522512759268382?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/jWZt0EwF_j4/almost-sub-20-5k.html" title="Almost Sub-20 5k..." /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/02/almost-sub-20-5k.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUMQnwzeip7ImA9WhBTFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-5655854752847364005</id><published>2013-02-10T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-10T12:11:23.282-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-10T12:11:23.282-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Shoe Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Trail Running" /><title>Luna Sandal Leadville ATS Laced Review</title><content type="html">While running &lt;a href="http://dumassevents.com/"&gt;24 Hours of HOSTELity&lt;/a&gt; I noticed a runner was wearing some &lt;a href="https://www.lunasandals.com/"&gt;Luna Sandals&lt;/a&gt; . After looking at them over from a distance and approving of the construction, I decided to purchase a pair for myself to test out(this may or may not have been an excuse to buy yet another pair of running shoes). These were developed and made by Barefoot Ted and his crew. If you don't know who Barefoot Ted is, give Born to Run a read. I figured with a 30-day guarantee, I have nothing to lose.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Luna Leadvilles after a loop around a muddy lake :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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I anxiously waited for these to be made and ship. I believe they are handmade by a small office of "monkeys". I figured out my size by cross-referencing my Vibram Five Fingers size to centimeters to the Luna Sandals size. I had them shipped to my parent's house and I am pretty sure I drove my dad crazy with "Are they here yet?" text messages. Finally he said that they had arrived. Knowing what they were, he opened them.&lt;br /&gt;
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The first thing we noticed after opening the package was that it came with "A Guide to your New ATS Laced Luna Sandals". I won't give away any spoilers, but it involves a monkey and his Lunas.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad said these were the stages I was going through. (from the guide)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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The first time I put them on they felt pretty comfortable. I noticed the thong part between my toes, but it didn't bother me. The fit looked right, so I accepted them as mine and took them on a run.&lt;br /&gt;
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I figured the intended use for this shoe would be a rocky trail, so I took them for a spin around the lake which has tons of sharp pointy rocks.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;ATS Laces&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;The lacing system on these is extremely simple compared to the lacing system of traditional huaraches. You basically just slide your foot over the back heel strap, then put your heel in the heel strap. The heel strap is a little elastic, making it easier to put on. This elasticity also contributes to comfort while running.&lt;br /&gt;
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After my first mile I felt like the heel strap was slipping. I had not tightened the straps since I purchased the shoe, so I figured that was something that would need to be adjusted. Throughout my run I had to adjust the straps 3 times. After the run I asked a friend of mine that has them about this and he said that it took about two runs to get the ATS lacing system setup right. I figured lack of experience was making this harder than it should be. I think once I get these figured out they won't be a problem and will probably be more efficient than any other lacing method, shoes and huaraches included.&lt;br /&gt;
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Luna is awesome enough to provide videos on how to use your sandals. Basically any problem you can imagine is talked about. Here is one on the heel strap.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;MGT(Monkey Grip Technology) Footbed/Soles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This model has the thickest footbed of all the sandals at 11mm. That sounds a little thicker than most minimalist shoes at the 2mm or 4mm mark, but since they are completely flat everywhere I am able to run with proper barefoot form. The added height keeps annoying rocks from ruining my run. The more I run the more important it important to eliminate  these annoyances. The soles are a little more flexible, kind of comparable to Sanuks. I suppose the right word would be cushy. They don't have a rock guard like the Merrell's, but the thickness prevents sharp rocks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
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The footbed has monkey grip(not made from real monkeys). I am not sure which side is monkey gripped though. The part my foot rests on is very grippy. I was able to run through muddy Georgia clay and slip minimally, while still enjoying the mud on my feet. The Vibram sole of the shoe is a treaded and grips well. I did not slip once in muddy conditions with the Luna Leadville's. I believe this is because the sandal makes me more observant of my running form, thus keeping me from putting too much weight in one direction. The monkey grip is just an added bonus!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Comfort&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
These sandals are very comfortable, right up there with my Sanuks. I think every shoe has good features and bad features as far as comfort goes. I really like the laces on the Lunas. They stop my feet from sliding around without applying repetitive pressure to one area(I noticed my Merrell Trail Gloves and VivoBarefoot Neo Trails do this). I also like the soles on these. They are thick enough to block out the sharp rocks, but still provide some ground feel.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Proprioception &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Proprioception - the ability to sense the position and location and orientation and movement of the body and its parts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Even though the sole is thicker in these shoes, proprioception is increased because your feet are out in the wild, compared to closed shoes. I am much more observant of the trail I am running on. I know that I could, for example, stub my toe, so I look around more. Also, feeling the air against your feet awakens a feeling I used to get when I ran strictly barefoot.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Running in Luna Sandals feels very primitive. It is a feeling similar to being an animal in the forest. You are the animal, you must be on the lookout for other animals and dangers. Things are dangerous. This is the real world.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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It is nice to leave a stressful job, run in these, and forget all your worries.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Even though I have yet to stub my toe, I would imagine it may happen one day. It is probably less likely to happen than my mind is making it out to be. The body tends to amplify dangers when in an unfamiliar situation(ie running in sandals). &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Different Terrain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Lake Zwerner loop that I tested the Leadvilles on provides a variety of terrain in a small package. On the flat sections I was able to run just like I do any other day. On uneven terrain I paid attention to where I was stepping but was able to keep a consistent gait. On uphills and climbs I was able to use my method of running more on my toes and plow up the hill with no problems. The heel strap stayed snug on my heel with this elevated heel method. On downhills I was a little more cautious, due to the openness, but was able to run efficiently. The laces held my foot in place and I did not feel any stress in one specific area. One thing I was worried about was the thong part on downhills. Luckily there was no more force than anywhere else in this area, keeping my toe webbing comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;When To Use?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I wouldn't want to use these sandals in a major race right off the bat. They are too unfamiliar. I would like to get at least a hundred miles on them before attempting to use them for an ultra. This is kind of my rule for any new shoe, but I feel it is important when transitioning from a shoe to a sandal.&lt;br /&gt;
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If I stay in Georgia my first use for these will be in Merrill's Mile. It may even be earlier, but I haven't considered any other races.&lt;br /&gt;
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I plan to keep these off of the roads. I have other shoes for that, including invisible shoes. I consider these trail sandals and I have had some problems with trail shoes on the road(tread wearing down). I figure I better just use the right too for the job and not risk ruining my sandals.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Compared To:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Now I will compare these to other shoes I have had experience with.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vibram Five Finger KSO, KSO Trek, or KomodoSport&lt;/b&gt; - These are more open and have a thicker sole and block the sharp and pointy rocks. No grip on the toes and less stress on the toenails. The sandals naturally have less rub spots than VFFs, because there is less shoe. VFFs are more popular nowadays and are probably more socially acceptable. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Invisible Shoes &lt;/b&gt;- These are thicker and feel more substantial. They are also quieter(I may need to cut the soles on the invisible shoes for a less slappy sound). I think the lacing system is more comfortable on the Lunas. The ATS laces are much more comfortable than the rope supplied with the Invisible Shoes. Invisible shoes do provide more ground feel and a more liberating experience.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sanuk Sidewalk Surfers&lt;/b&gt; - My Sanuks got me through Merrills mile when my other shoes just felt uncomfortable. Sanuks are the most comfortable shoes I have ever worn. With that being said, I think my go-to shoe after all other running shoes have failed would be my Leadvilles, then my Sanuks. Sanuks tend to slide around when I run, but for walking and just trying to keep moving Sanuks are nice.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Merrell Trail Gloves&lt;/b&gt; - Trail Gloves provide a rock plate and are an excellent shoe option. Leadvilles are more comfortable to wear in messy situations. In my opinion it is easier to embrace nature than fight it. If I am going to be running through water it would be easier to wear the Leadvilles. Trail Gloves have a few spots that put pressure on my foot, especially on the downhills. This does not exist with the Lunas. Merrells and VivoBarefoot Neo Trails(below) are probably the most socially acceptable minimalist shoes on this list.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;VivoBarefoot Neo Trails&lt;/b&gt; - These are kind of in the same boat as the Merrells. They don't have a rock plate, but are thinner than the Luna Sandals. The Neo Trails have a pinch spot as well, unlike the Leadvilles. I still highly recommend this shoe to minimalist trail runners.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;But it is winter in the US... Aren't you cold?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Very  observant of you! Previously when I ran barefoot full time I did run in  the cold. The amazing thing about feet is that they are kind of like  hands! When they are cold and get used, they warm up! Cold feet wouldn't  really be an issue unless you were running in the snow(which may soak  shoes and have the same outcome). Typically it takes a mile for the  feet, and body, to warm up. After that it's all comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Some Questions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I asked the good people of &lt;a href="http://reddit.com/r/barefootrunning"&gt;/r/barefootrunning&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;if they had any questions they wanted answered. I only got a few responses, but they were good questions. I may have answered these questions already, but I will put my answer below their questions. You can read the full thread &lt;a href="http://www.reddit.com/r/BarefootRunning/comments/17r1q8/rbarefootrunning_i_am_writing_a_review_for_the/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;How well do they stay attached to your feet? I've always feared catching the top half of the sandal on something (a root, step, stone, whatever).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Comfort? Do the straps dig into your feet at all? -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a class="author id-t2_8exha" href="http://www.reddit.com/user/jammism" style="color: #336699; font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold; margin-right: 0.5em; text-decoration: initial;"&gt;jammism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I feared that the lip would catch on something, but it hasn't yet. So far I have done a 3 mile run and an 11 mile run with them on semi-technical trail and I have yet to snag it. I think it is something to look out for, but less likely to happen than perceived. I will have to see how well that statement holds after I am extremely fatigued and not paying attention to what I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;
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They are very comfortable. The thicker sole is nice on the trail and the straps are wide enough to not put pressure in all one spot(like a rope would). They don't dig into my feet. I did notice the buckle(similar to that of a backpack strap) was drawing some pressure to the area. I loosened the strap just a tiny bit and it moved the buckle just a hair.&lt;br /&gt;
When you adjust these it doesn't feel like you are actually moving the strap, but after a little pull on the strap it does actually get tighter and more snug.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;How many miles did you get out of them, and on what terrain, until the treads started to wear out, if at all?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a class="author id-t2_3w4lu" href="http://www.reddit.com/user/imgladtheworldisflat" style="background-color: white; color: #336699; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold; margin-right: 0.5em; text-decoration: initial;"&gt;imgladtheworldisflat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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I literally just got them, so I am still doing durability testing. I can tell from the construction that I should be able to get at least 1000 miles out of them before some maintenance needs to be done. They are very simple as far as structure goes, so doing little work on them wouldn't be a big deal. The soles are treaded vibram soles, so I would imagine they would last similar to that of the five fingers.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tread wear depends on what terrain you run on. I plan on keeping these strictly for the trail and avoiding roads as much as possible. I made the mistake of wearing trail shoes on a road one time and it wore down the tread faster than that of the trail.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am going to start logging in my runs which shoes I wore and creating a durability list on my site so others can know what to expect from their purchases.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just bought them. They are awesome. Better than invisibleshoes. I even use them for backpacking. -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="author id-t2_6ql9u" href="http://www.reddit.com/user/Gamermatt" style="background-color: white; color: #336699; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold; margin-right: 0.5em; text-decoration: initial;"&gt;Gamermatt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Yep. I have invisible shoes and I prefer the ATS lacing over traditional huarache lacing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Conclusion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I am very excited to be a Luna Leadville owner. They are super comfortable and a very liberating option for minimalist trail runners. I would highly recommend them for anyone interested. With the 30-day guarantee, you can't go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;I did notice that they are no longer listed on the &lt;a href="https://www.lunasandals.com/"&gt;Luna Sandals&lt;/a&gt; website. After speaking with them on Twitter I found that they were just out of stock.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/jcX072i9Uco" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/5655854752847364005/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/02/luna-sandal-leadville-ats-laced-review.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/5655854752847364005?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/5655854752847364005?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/jcX072i9Uco/luna-sandal-leadville-ats-laced-review.html" title="Luna Sandal Leadville ATS Laced Review" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5dQmrg-oWzY/UQ0GNLYWItI/AAAAAAAAA3o/i5awr0pChTY/s72-c/2013-02-01_19-32-23_341.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/02/luna-sandal-leadville-ats-laced-review.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEGRXw8fSp7ImA9WhNaFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-7748239216487536942</id><published>2013-01-31T07:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-01-31T08:57:04.275-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-31T08:57:04.275-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Foods" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Journal" /><title>Attempting Fruitarianism - Kind of...</title><content type="html">Well I am back on that "fruit diet". Basically my goal is to improve recovery times and feel better with it. I am being a little less serious about it this time around, as I still drink beer and have the occasional non-fruit snack.&lt;br /&gt;
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For some of you wondering how anyone can thrive on just fruit, I am not going to go into a long-winded post about it. To be short, I don't. I also eat vegetables, nuts, seeds, and Avocados(and basically anything else I want because I'm not an extremist). There are plenty of resources, one of the most popular being &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/80-10-Diet/dp/1893831248"&gt;80/10/10 by Dr. Douglas Graham&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, I am using myfitnesspal in conjuction with this to make sure I am eating enough calories. I also like how at the end of the day I can look at which percentages of my calories come from carbohydrates, fats, and proteins. I am shooting for 80% carbohydrates, 10% fat, and 10% proteins, but I have found that I usually end up with 90/5/5.&lt;br /&gt;
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One thing I am finding is that I am not eating enough during the day. Even if myfitnesspal says I am over my calorie limit to lose weight, I feel like the body treats fruits a little different than deep-fried chicken. All I know is that at the end of the day I am hungry and I start to eat out of diet. I think with more food throughout the day I will be able to curve this behavior to maybe just drinking a beer at night with some fruit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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To eat more during the day I am going to make it easier for me to eat fruit at work. I am bringing a cutting board and a knife so I can easily get into my oranges instead of having to work for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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The race started at 9:01. Willy lead us through our first lap, then we were on our own. The course is a very hilly, 1 km loop. On a faster loop one &lt;u&gt;cou&lt;/u&gt;ld run it in about 7 minutes. Obviously records are not meant to be set here. With that being said, Willy did create belt buckles for anyone daring enough to hit 100 miles.&lt;br /&gt;
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The first 15 laps went by fast. I knew that my leg would give me problems soon. Before this race I had tightness above my knee and around my foot. I got a massage the day before the race, which helped me run farther than I expected. Anyway, sooner or later during the day I felt the pain come back. I couldn't run correctly. When I could "run" my downhills involved a straight left leg, a bent right leg, and some hopping. Not good for preventing injury.&lt;br /&gt;
Luckily DUMAss events had a sports chiropractor there that knows their stuff. They helped me with some stretches. This got me going again for a few miles.&lt;br /&gt;
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I would have times when the pain was minimal and I was really able to kick it up, then there were other times when I just wanted to stop.&lt;br /&gt;
Around noon I grabbed a beer and went around the course. Drinking and running is something I have never tried. The beer made me feel a little bloated, but I enjoyed the beer more than I disliked feeling bloated, so no worries there.&lt;br /&gt;
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More laps went by. I was off and on as far as my leg went. I popped some Ibuprofen and got into my red wine(I came prepared!). The red wine was excellent. I drank it like water for a few laps, taking sips when necessary. This did not make me feel bloated, tasted delicious, and gave me a little buzz to reduce pain.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now you may be thinking, "So you are running, drinking alcohol, and taking Ibuprofen? You are going to get sick!!!" Nope, in fact I think this race was one of my best feeling races as far as stomach goes. This may have been also helped by the fact that I think I ate more calories than I burned all day. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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As the day went on I made friends with a few people. I used these people to make me want to walk more. For example, one friend was stopped and telling everyone she was done. I asked her just to walk a lap with me.&amp;nbsp; We chatted and before we knew it the lap was over with. I set out to do another lap and about a minute later I could see her starting another. I love in these races, no matter what position you are in, you can be friend with the person in first and the person in last. Best of all, the way the course is laid out you can see a lot of the runners in different stages of the loop while running.&lt;br /&gt;
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My parents visited me and helped me with my leg. My mom let me borrow her Zensah calf compression and put in over my knee. She also stretched me out. After doing that I was able to run again!&lt;br /&gt;
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Meanwhile, Angela McVay is kicking tail out there. She was in a race with Margaret Curcio for first place. All throughout the day they are back and forth. Now it is 1.5 hours from the finish and Angela needs to make up a lap. I hook up with Angela and she is tearing it up. She must be running those 7 minute laps I was telling you about earlier. Surely nobody is out there throwing it down like she is now! On our second lap together Angela passes Margaret, putting Angela on the same lap as Margaret for the moment. Angela still has to loop around Margaret to take the lead. Angela and I kick it for a few more laps, my leg locks up on me, and I have to let her go.&lt;br /&gt;
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Walking slow again I expect Margaret to come by any time now, but she doesn't. At the end of the lap I am greeted by a friend who informs me that Margaret is done. Margaret apparently was just trying to get some training miles in. Angela comes plowing down the big hill and we tell her the news.&lt;br /&gt;
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For some reason Angela keeps kicking. I get a few more laps in and hang out next to the fire for a while.&lt;br /&gt;
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At the end of the race Angela lets me know that she won the 12 hours &lt;b&gt;overall&lt;/b&gt;, and that if someone from the night doesn't beat her she will get first place in the event. I was so excited for her. She worked hard all day and deserved to win. &lt;i&gt;On a side note, the laps have not been posted on Ultra Signup, so I don't know if she actually won or not.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After Angela leaves I hang out indoors for a while and talk with some people. Candy, one of the volunteers and a killer ultra runner, made some delicious chicken orzo soup. I had to stay to enjoy that(and sober up).&lt;br /&gt;
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Finally around 10 PM I turn in my race chip and tell Willy that I am going home. He hands me a really nice plaque with the race info on it. I tried to go around and thank everyone, and if I didn't I apologize. I appreciate each and every person that helped me during the race.&lt;br /&gt;
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After taking a shower and laying in bed I had no regrets for leaving. I have a very important and expensive race coming up in a few weeks. I want to be injury free for that and maybe try to compete with some of the pros.&lt;br /&gt;
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This means over the next few weeks I will probably keep it low mileage and do a ton of stretching, maybe even some Yoga. The massage therapist I visited told me multiple times that I needed to stretch my quads out. I know with my barefoot running technique my quads do get used a lot. They deserve some attention.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, thanks for reading and if you were there and you took any pictures, or wrote a blog, let me know and leave a link! I will add more photos to this blog later.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;UPDATE: Some more experiences:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I forgot about a few things I meant to mention.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;There was a girl there wearing Barefoot Ted's Luna Sandals. I haven't done much research on these, but they looked really well constructed and comfortable. She only did a few laps with them(as far as i know) before switching to vffs. The steep hills probably led to some sliding around. I have messaged her about them and am waiting to hear back.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Jim, "Godzilla" , was a super cool guy that I met. I could hear him coming up on me. He has a distinctive breathing pattern, similar to what Dr. Nicholas Rominov teaches. Instead of deep breaths he almost pants. I am not sure if this is intentional or not. :) This coupled with his tight-leg-muscle-dowhnill-technique made me give him the nickname Godzilla. We cheered each other on all day and told each other we looked good.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/hhR92dyEGv4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/9191478028540547713/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/01/2013-24hrs-of-hostelity-race-review.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/9191478028540547713?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/9191478028540547713?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/hhR92dyEGv4/2013-24hrs-of-hostelity-race-review.html" title="2013 24hrs of HOSTELity Race Review" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-d2YW90lLJg4/UPwTPrRJ4TI/AAAAAAAAA2g/8Y1A76QLRvY/s72-c/2013-01-19_08-23-39_123.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2013/01/2013-24hrs-of-hostelity-race-review.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YDSHg8cCp7ImA9WhNVGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-5300332569829768505</id><published>2012-12-30T13:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-30T13:12:59.678-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-30T13:12:59.678-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Injury Lessons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Trail Running" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Journal" /><title>Lack of Running and Nagging Pains</title><content type="html">I have been taking it easy for the past month. So easy that I haven't even ran 50 miles. This is caused by a combination of a few different factors.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Burnout: I simply did not have the ambition to run. I didn't even get cranky from not running for a few days.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Weather: The weather has gotten colder and I haven't adjusted. I am cold all the time and don't feel like going outside and running.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Tiredness: I am more tired than usual. I feel this has to do with a lack of vitamin D(from less sun exposure) and the cold(which requires more energy for my body to stay warm).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
So I haven't ran.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Today I slept in, got myself ready and went out for a run around the lake. I had every intention of doing a 10 mile run. I carried my Camelbak and listened to some music. I was really enjoying myself. The sun was out and I was soaking it up. Then I started to get a nag on my inner ankle. I am very familiar with this nag and have learned to just deal with it. Today it seemed to be a little more naggy. This is where I drew the line and decided that something had to be done about it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofTm32UKkAk/UOCD4DAEelI/AAAAAAAAA2A/uq57TD-E6So/s1600/ouch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofTm32UKkAk/UOCD4DAEelI/AAAAAAAAA2A/uq57TD-E6So/s320/ouch.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pain circulates around this area&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Another long-time discomfort I have had is that it feels like, when I'm standing, that my toes are crossing over each other. I wear minimalist shoes all day that have a huge toe box. My toes have plenty of room to splay. Coincidentally this discomfort takes place on the same foot.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think I have some muscle groups that are just tight and need to be loosened up. I feel a massage will accomplish this. I don't really want to pay someone to massage me, since I am cheap and am actually interested in how my body works.&lt;br /&gt;
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I had remembered a friend of mine had a book about massaging different parts of your body. It basically used a ball a little bigger than a golf ball. (It is a ball used in a sport, I just don't remember the sport). Anyway the book shows you how and where to massage different muscle groups. Definitely something I should look into! &lt;br /&gt;
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Something else that might be of consideration is strengthening. Maybe I could make a balance board and strengthen the stabilizer muscles in my ankle.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/iSFXl_cGvBM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/5300332569829768505/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/12/lack-of-running-and-nagging-pains.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/5300332569829768505?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/5300332569829768505?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/iSFXl_cGvBM/lack-of-running-and-nagging-pains.html" title="Lack of Running and Nagging Pains" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofTm32UKkAk/UOCD4DAEelI/AAAAAAAAA2A/uq57TD-E6So/s72-c/ouch.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/12/lack-of-running-and-nagging-pains.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEBRXYyeCp7ImA9WhNWFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-7541591999229478931</id><published>2012-12-13T07:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-13T08:00:54.890-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-13T08:00:54.890-05:00</app:edited><title>Where Have I Been?</title><content type="html">I have been gone for the past few months. I am very sorry about that and I will be back. I have been writing on a different blog(even running related things) and have decided that I should just stick to this blog for running related things. With that being said, I am going to post everything running related to this site. You should see some new posts coming up shortly.&lt;br /&gt;
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UPDATE: Everything should be up-to-date now. I still have a Pinhoti From A Pacer's Perspective and a Duncan Ridge 50k Review in the works. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/TXYNfylGpy0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/7541591999229478931/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/12/where-have-i-been.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/7541591999229478931?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/7541591999229478931?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/TXYNfylGpy0/where-have-i-been.html" title="Where Have I Been?" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/12/where-have-i-been.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEESH84eSp7ImA9WhNWFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-6885715423655228140</id><published>2012-11-30T07:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-13T08:00:09.131-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-13T08:00:09.131-05:00</app:edited><title>I Can Run Again! </title><content type="html">Yesterday I decided to test out the ol’ obliques and sure enough, at 
the same spot in the run they started hurting. It wasn’t as bad this 
time, so instead of turning back I slowed down to about 10 min/miles. 
This helped. I noticed that when I climbed hills the pain went away.&lt;br /&gt;
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After about 2 miles of running I was running fine with minimal pain. I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; I am good to go, I just have to not shock them by going out too fast. Thank god. I was scared there for a minute!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/xfFuXV8lzWI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/6885715423655228140/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/11/i-can-run-again.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/6885715423655228140?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/6885715423655228140?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/xfFuXV8lzWI/i-can-run-again.html" title="I Can Run Again! " /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/11/i-can-run-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIDRXs6fSp7ImA9WhNWFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-1158018750110164683</id><published>2012-11-27T07:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-13T07:59:34.515-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-13T07:59:34.515-05:00</app:edited><title>The Amount of Running You Don’t Get To Do When You Run Ultramarathons </title><content type="html">What? That title barely makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;
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I ran the Duncan Ridge Trail 50k to the fullest of my ability last 
Saturday. I was really pleased with myself, but have also been taking it
 easy as far as running goes to let my body heal and not get mentally 
burnt out.&lt;br /&gt;

So, today is Tuesday. I have only ran once since the race(10 days ago) and did not run 6 days before the race.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think that I made the right decisions by not running, but I think 
that it is making me a little crazy. See, when I don’t run I become a 
real, well, asshole. I have very little patience, things start 
hurting(like my back), and I am not pleasant. The irritability has not 
completely taken over yet, but I feel it coming near. My back is already
 hurting and feels like it needs to be popped. And I am whiny(hence this
 post).&lt;br /&gt;
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It’s time to start running more.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tonight, 10 road miles. It will be nice to release this negative energy.&lt;br /&gt;
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UPDATE: I ran today. Made it .25 miles. For some reason my obliques 
were not happy with me and permitted me from running any further. I 
guess I’ll try again tomorrow. :(&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/G_BD5qMGc4U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/1158018750110164683/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/11/the-amount-of-running-you-dont-get-to.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/1158018750110164683?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/1158018750110164683?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/G_BD5qMGc4U/the-amount-of-running-you-dont-get-to.html" title="The Amount of Running You Don’t Get To Do When You Run Ultramarathons " /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/11/the-amount-of-running-you-dont-get-to.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIGSHo9fCp7ImA9WhNWFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-7768280508956461631</id><published>2012-11-18T07:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-13T07:58:49.464-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-13T07:58:49.464-05:00</app:edited><title>DRT 2012 Quick Update</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;

I finished yesterday’s Duncan Ridge Trail 50k in 6 hours and 48 
minutes placing me somewhere in the top 10, possibly the top 5. I am 
still waiting on the official time and places. I had a very good run and
 tried my hardest. I feel great today and am very pleased.&lt;br /&gt;

Running Ahead Run Summary&lt;br /&gt;

I’ll post a race report, hopefully, in the next few days. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/n7XLsxHx1vc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/7768280508956461631/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/11/drt-2012-quick-update.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/7768280508956461631?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/7768280508956461631?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/n7XLsxHx1vc/drt-2012-quick-update.html" title="DRT 2012 Quick Update" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LM_3D2XUFFY/UMnQ7bwS8GI/AAAAAAAAA1k/_wzsVWlG4xA/s72-c/2012-11-18-drtcrossingfinish.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/11/drt-2012-quick-update.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMCQX84fSp7ImA9WhNWFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-2371555775534865575</id><published>2012-11-17T07:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-13T07:57:40.135-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-13T07:57:40.135-05:00</app:edited><title>A Quick Pre-DRT Post </title><content type="html"> I just wanted to do a quick post before I head out the door for DRT 
2012. I am very excited, kind of nervious, and anxious to see how today 
will turn out. I am going out with a faster than usual pace for an ultra
 and I will try to compete. I don’t expect to win, but I would like to 
try my hardest and feel like I gave it my all afterwords. I probably 
won’t post for a few days, since I plan on not doing much after this.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wish me luck! &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/EUPSaUFKJtQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/2371555775534865575/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/11/a-quick-pre-drt-post.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/2371555775534865575?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/2371555775534865575?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/EUPSaUFKJtQ/a-quick-pre-drt-post.html" title="A Quick Pre-DRT Post " /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/11/a-quick-pre-drt-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQNSHoyeyp7ImA9WhNWFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-9077133505477571946</id><published>2012-11-10T07:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-13T07:56:39.493-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-13T07:56:39.493-05:00</app:edited><title>Curling My Toes</title><content type="html">More recently I have caught myself curling my toes into each other. I
 think this is something that I have always done, but feel it happens 
more since I started running barefoot/minimal. Maybe this is something 
to do with my feet feeling tired of being sedentary(since it always 
happens after a period of sitting or resting). I have also caught myself
 curling the toes while sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;

Before barefoot/minimalist running I would curl my toes in certain 
situations, specifically panicky ones, like almost getting in a car 
wreck. I still kind of do it now, but I think I do it moreso for the 
restlessness feeling in my feet.&lt;br /&gt;

To conclude, I think since I have started barefoot/minimalist running
 my feet want to do more. I have activated the practically sedentary 
muscles. When I become sedentary I am reminded that they want to work!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;

There really isn’t much scientific evidence in my logic. Hopefully 
someone can possibly explain it better. Maybe I will post this on a 
forum or something.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/md1shu62uos" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/9077133505477571946/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/11/curling-my-toes.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/9077133505477571946?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/9077133505477571946?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/md1shu62uos/curling-my-toes.html" title="Curling My Toes" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/11/curling-my-toes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQCSXw-eyp7ImA9WhNWFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-7417162847869804365</id><published>2012-11-02T07:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-12-13T07:56:08.253-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-13T07:56:08.253-05:00</app:edited><title>Preparing For Pacing At Pinhoti </title><content type="html">I am pacing &lt;a href="http://dumassevents.com/"&gt;Willy “Natureboy” Syndram&lt;/a&gt; again this year at the Pinhoti 100. Last year was a little too eventful, but hopefully this year we will do much better. :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Last night I got a call from Phillip, another pacer, who was much 
more mature/prepared than I am. He had literally thought of any problems
 or situations we would get in. I think every crew needs someone like 
that.&lt;br /&gt;
I think while every crew needs someone who is on the ball, there 
needs to be the laid back, last minute, kind of guy to balance out 
things. This is where I come in!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I did start feeling guilty that I wasn’t that well prepared the night
 before, but explained to him that I will be prepared and he has nothing
 to worry about. He didn’t seem to worry and expressed that I have 
experience with this and know what to expect, as does he. We just handle
 situations better.&lt;br /&gt;
I basically packed my ultra-laundry basket, which consists of 
basically everything I have ever wanted while running, along with some 
easy food(spaghetti and apples). I also have clothes for multiple 
occasions. From what Phillip said, it is supposed to be relatively warm 
compared to our past week of cold.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am very excited to be pacing Willy again this year. I hope the best
 for him and I will do anything I can to get him across that finish line
 fast and safely.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/dQ0tSOjSs_4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/7417162847869804365/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/11/preparing-for-pacing-at-pinhoti.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/7417162847869804365?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/7417162847869804365?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/dQ0tSOjSs_4/preparing-for-pacing-at-pinhoti.html" title="Preparing For Pacing At Pinhoti " /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/11/preparing-for-pacing-at-pinhoti.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUMRHk-fyp7ImA9WhNWFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-8179435305499496453</id><published>2012-10-28T07:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-12-13T07:54:45.757-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-13T07:54:45.757-05:00</app:edited><title>Exploring New Groups</title><content type="html">Today I did something I rarely do, I ran with a group of people I am 
not familiar with. See, at Merrill’s Mile I made friends with John. He 
and I have been chatting back and forth on Facebook, trying to get a run
 together. I was always hesitant to wake up early on Sunday(the day his 
group meets), but decided to give it a try on my sleep deprived body.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;

I moved out at 7:00 AM and headed down to Cumming, GA. I was so tired 
that I had to stop and get an energy drink. This was after drinking a 
coffee mind you…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;

The trail we ran on was much more running-friendly than I am used to,
 especially compared to my run from Saturday. We were able to run sub 8 
minute miles on certain sections. It was sure fun to break free!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;

I knew we were only doing 10 miles at a reasonable pace on reasonable
 terrain, so I opted to just bring my water bottle and a Hammer gel. It 
is funny to think that I used to have to work so hard to get 10 miles in
 and now I am using them as recovery runs. I feel like I am becoming a 
stronger runner, but also the cooler weather is playing a part.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;

The run was near a fish hatchery and ran near a lake. I was impressed
 by the cleanliness of the trail. No trash! People actually don’t 
litter!&lt;br /&gt;

The group I was with was nice and after a while I felt like I fit in 
pretty well. We were able to talk to one another and joke around. This 
is what I love about the running community. Almost 100% of the time, 
during group runs, everyone is happy because they are out doing the 
thing that they love. It is a beautiful thing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;

I was kicking myself for not bringing my camera, but I will next time because there are some great views on this route.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/cdKwG05t_6k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/8179435305499496453/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/10/exploring-new-groups.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/8179435305499496453?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/8179435305499496453?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/cdKwG05t_6k/exploring-new-groups.html" title="Exploring New Groups" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/10/exploring-new-groups.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAMQ34zfCp7ImA9WhNWFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-8005624397308230871</id><published>2012-10-27T07:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-12-13T08:03:02.084-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-13T08:03:02.084-05:00</app:edited><title>Duncan Ridge Trail Training Run #2 </title><content type="html">This weekend was packed full of steep climbs, leafy trails, and fun people.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a class="externlink" href="http://www.runningahead.com/logs/37c5d63501764f8c91e1ddd1fc0607f2/workouts/923541e7fd0a4354b28ed4000785217d" title="Go to http://www.runningahead.com/logs/37c5d63501764f8c91e1ddd1fc0607f2/workouts/923541e7fd0a4354b28ed4000785217d"&gt;Running Ahead Run Summary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saturday we set out and did the Duncan Ridge Trail training run, 
which consisted of the 18 miles the 50k runners get to run, but the 30k 
runners don’t. We met up at Vogel State park, then went to the location 
where the trail starts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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After the race director explained that he will be running ahead to 
put tags on the trail for race marking(and training run marking), the 
runners set off. I stayed back for a minute and spoke with Mitch Pless, 
an ultra-running buddy of mine(and a fast one at that). We caught up, 
discussed Pinhoti, and separated. He was only doing a short run that day
 since he is running Pinhoti in 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;
Before I begin, let me give you a run-down of what I have. I am 
carrying a Camelbak with 2 1.5 liter reservoirs in it. I also have a ton
 of food and other useless crap. It weighed 12 pounds. I did this 
because:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I wanted a really good work-out.
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The pack that I run with runs a little slower than I am comfortable 
with. To combat this, I run with more weight to make it more strenuous.
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
I started a familiar climb and kept following the trail. I raced down
 a hill and hit a fork in the trail. “Hmmm…. It looks like they went 
that way!” I ran down, down, down a hill until I realized that I may not
 be in the right place. I had not seen any blue blazes or ribbons. 
Great… So I did what any lost grown man would do and called my mommy.&lt;br /&gt;
Luckily, she was on the right trail and described what I was looking 
for. I used my handy dandy GPS tool and followed my way back up, up, up a
 hill. “Ah, there’s the blaze I missed!” I ran fast to catch up to 
everyone. After about a quarter mile I had an odd feeling. I still 
hadn’t seen any more ribbons. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;
I called my mom back again, and told her what was going on. She told 
me that my turn was at the very top of the hill that I had initially ran
 up. I dragged myself back up that hill, and saw the turn that was going
 in the opposite direction. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
At this point I had 2 miles on my watch and I was really only a 
quarter mile into the course. Some people would be frustrated by now, 
but I was actually pretty happy. I knew since I was on the right trail I
 could run faster, with a heavier pack, and try to catch up to my 
parents.&lt;br /&gt;
I kept myself moving at a medium-high intensity. Miles past and I did
 not see anyone. I kept doing the math in my head. It made sense that I 
was having a hard time catching them. I was 20 to 30 minutes behind them
 when I finally started running.&lt;br /&gt;
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There were a few times when I got confused, but for the most part the
 trails were marked extremely well, considering the very leafy 
conditions.&lt;br /&gt;
I ran into Mitch again, who told me my parents were right up the 
hill. I kept moving and kept running into other runners that were doing 
their own training runs. I stopped and talked to my buddy Ryan. I 
casually leaned with my hand up against a tree and something bit it. It 
really hurt and I felt it start to swell. Once we got done talking I 
picked up the pace since I knew I only had about 2 miles until a 
turnaround/road. If something bad happened to my hand I could make it 
out alive!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
I hit a downhill and loosened up. I glided down it and ran up behind 
my Mom and Paul. At this point I was at 9 miles and they were at 7.&lt;br /&gt;
I ran/walked with them until my Dad, Angela, and Jess ran into us. 
They were coming back. They said that the turnaround was .4 miles ahead.
 My Mom and Paul decided to turn around there and run with the group. I 
started running fast to the turnaround. I ran about .1 miles and decided
 that I didn’t feel like playing the whole catchup game again. I turned 
around, caught up with them, and decided to stick with people for the 
way back.&lt;br /&gt;
The way back was less eventful. Jess and I hung back with Paul, who was having some nutritional troubles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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All-in-all it was an excellent run, filled with great people and 
beautiful scenery. The climbs were great(masochistic I know)! I can’t 
wait to run this section after running Coosa Bald in the DRT.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/2GNIsvN_7lA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/8005624397308230871/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/10/duncan-ridge-trail-training-run-2.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/8005624397308230871?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/8005624397308230871?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/2GNIsvN_7lA/duncan-ridge-trail-training-run-2.html" title="Duncan Ridge Trail Training Run #2 " /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hAHJ659Swuo/UMnO1JeI1GI/AAAAAAAAA00/zy_ByOZNJGs/s72-c/2012-10-28-drtgroup.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/10/duncan-ridge-trail-training-run-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MGRH07eyp7ImA9WhNTFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-4430562659240744442</id><published>2012-10-19T00:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-19T00:37:05.303-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-19T00:37:05.303-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ultramarathons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Journal" /><title>Unbreakable Movie - Meeting The Pros</title><content type="html">Just a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have been running and running, but other hobbies have pulled me away from my writing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway, last night I met Hal Koerner, a really awesome ultra-runner who I probably would never see in a race situation(would be too far ahead).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rnkXb7244AE/UIDY0WHJvoI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/nVUwbJnoBQc/s1600/halandi.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rnkXb7244AE/UIDY0WHJvoI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/nVUwbJnoBQc/s320/halandi.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;He was a super nice guy, real down to earth. We talked training strategies, pacing, and nutrition. He had a great Q&amp;amp;A after the movie where some more topics were covered such as race preparation, mantras, and wife material for him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, the movie was awesome! I am going to have to buy it! Maybe if I watch it with my girlfriend she will become inspired, as it is an extremely motivating movie! It was really neat to see all of my running heroes packed into one movie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well, that's all I got for now. I'll keep running and so should you!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/PfALj34oaEk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/4430562659240744442/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/10/unbreakable-movie-meeting-pros.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/4430562659240744442?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/4430562659240744442?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/PfALj34oaEk/unbreakable-movie-meeting-pros.html" title="Unbreakable Movie - Meeting The Pros" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rnkXb7244AE/UIDY0WHJvoI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/nVUwbJnoBQc/s72-c/halandi.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/10/unbreakable-movie-meeting-pros.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AAQHYzeip7ImA9WhJUFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-6588211771323488152</id><published>2012-09-11T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-12T08:09:01.882-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-09-12T08:09:01.882-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ultramarathons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Race Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Journal" /><title>Merrill's Mile 2012 24 Hour Race Report</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Well I
suppose it is time to write about my &lt;a href="http://dumassevents.com/"&gt;Dumass Events Merrill's Mile Race&lt;/a&gt;, which was
my first attempt at 100 miles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suosL0wYLG0/UE_ycj-gF5I/AAAAAAAAAy0/p0gHONZxQcw/s1600/watermark-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suosL0wYLG0/UE_ycj-gF5I/AAAAAAAAAy0/p0gHONZxQcw/s320/watermark-6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;DUMassery&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Prior to this
race I had not run anything further than 31 miles, thus making 100
miles a very ambitious goal. With the layout of the course and superb aid support, I thought this would make a great race to attempt.
I was nervous, but knew what I was getting myself into. I was going
to have to stay awake for most of 24 hours and keep moving. I
typically am clocking out around 10 PM, so staying up that late would
be a challenge in itself. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;This race
started pretty anticlimactic. As you can see from the video below, we
are not exactly speed demons. Or maybe we just know that we are in it
for the long haul and nobody wanted to make an ass out of themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Within the
first ten miles I was in an eating habit. I would pop a Hammer
Huckleberry gel on the even miles and eat a banana slice and pretzels
on the odd. I made up this strategy during the race to keep track of my miles and my food. "What's that taste in my mouth? Huckleberry? Must be on mile 8." This worked out for about 15 miles, then I got bored of
it, so I kept eating frequently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;center&gt;
&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rd0IWH0lhXM" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Miles 15
through 25 started to get hot. I tried to keep eating warm gels and
keep my nutrition up. I also would put ice in my hat almost every
mile and splash water on my face. My stupid hand-held water bottle
did not have a large enough hole to put ice in, so my water was not
the coldest by the end of the one mile lap. Luckily, the aid stations
were passing out larger water bottles that held the icy water very
well. I was grateful for this since it kept my hands cold. With these
proactive measures against the heat I did not get a headache like I
have been getting. I am happy that I found what was causing these so
I can further improve on these measures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLsiPrKgtDI/UE_yYSUjdcI/AAAAAAAAAx8/xbGpdRVwO7g/s1600/watermark-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLsiPrKgtDI/UE_yYSUjdcI/AAAAAAAAAx8/xbGpdRVwO7g/s320/watermark-2.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;I believe during this time my dad spotted a barefoot runner who was alternating between barefoot and Merrells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;25 through 30
really dragged. I was getting really hot no matter what I did and I
was having trouble convincing myself to eat. I stopped at our tent
and grabbed an Ensure. I had never had one, but knew it was high in
calories and could be just what I needed! I drank it down and kept
moving. About ¾ of a mile later I was on the side of the loop
puking. After two good pukes I felt a million times better. My
dad saw me puking and walked me to a nearby river to cool off. I had
no idea that the river was there, but I was previously wondering why people were
going back there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;After cooling
off I finished 30 miles and decided it was time to take a nap. Dave,
Sue, and Matthew came and visited me during this time. It was nice
seeing some people from the outside world. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently some believe there was a person watching down over us. See the face?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;My nap didn't
go as planned. I basically just laid there. I thought that I just
wasted time and a mile, but found that I was able to run much better
after taking a little break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Continuing on
I just kept running and walking when needed. I threw in another nap
and had a grilled cheese sandwich and a very peculiar choice of other
foods. I was just glad I got a big meal in me and took another nap
around mile 45.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;I run with a women named Mary. She keeps me company, talks to me about government jobs, tells me about her. She is super nice and friendly. To be honest, I didn't absorb 80% of what she said. When I run I tend to do that. I do appreciate her company and would love to run with her again.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2Uu8AD5mi8/UE_yWAk_t5I/AAAAAAAAAxc/ASzHScOiM8Y/s1600/watermark-0.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2Uu8AD5mi8/UE_yWAk_t5I/AAAAAAAAAxc/ASzHScOiM8Y/s320/watermark-0.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Mile 49 I felt a strong
soreness in my Achilles of my left foot. I walked for a second, tried
to run, it hurt, so I walked, tried to run, still hurt, dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;I explained
to my dad what was going on and he reminded me that there was an a
sports chiropractor at the aid station who was doing massages. I made
it a few more laps when my lovely Whitney showed up, along with her
two closest friends. During this time Dave, Sue, and Matthew came
back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Approaching 9PM, I figured I
needed a break anyway, ate some food, and talked to them. You know,
nothing makes you feel better than having the people around you that
are true, authentic, friends. With high spirits I told Whitney to
meet me over at the massage table. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;While waiting
for a massage I overheard my Whitney's friends mentioning my
hairiness. I was running without a shirt and didn't even think about
it. I don't think they cared. I sure as hell didn't(at least not at
this time) and found it quite amusing. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;The sports
chiropractor started working on me. She used something that looked
like a butter knife and rubbed the muscles and tendons. She said it
was supposed to flush out the bad. At this point I was willing to do
anything to keep running. I remember her telling me what she was
doing and all that stuff. Honestly, I didn't really care. She was the
professional. She can do anything she wants as long as she thinks it
is best for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;After seeing
Dave, Sue, Matthew, Whitney, and her friends, as well as getting a
massage, I was feeling awesome! The people at the aid stations were
impressed that I was running and actually keeping a decent pace. I am sure this was due to the new runners out there as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;During this time the second round of runners started running with me. I talked with one guy and he seemed really friendly. If you know who you are let me know. We can talk on Facebook or something.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Then the pain came
back. Mile 57 I felt like junk! My Achilles and hip flexors flared up
and I couldn't make myself run another step. I started walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;During this
time I noticed that &lt;a href="http://mamarunsfar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angela&lt;/a&gt; had been in the tent for a while now. I
feared her alarm didn't go off, but wanted to leave her alone for a
few more minutes so she could at least get some rest if she wanted. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;After
hobbling around 60 miles I decided to take a real nap soon. Luckily
Angela had started moving again. She got out of the tent and
immediately started making fun of me, “Oh Tyler, I just had the
best nap! I feel great! But you , you look like shit!” …. “Tyler, you
are walking funny! Hahahahaha”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Bleh, I went
to the tent and set my alarm for 30 minutes. Feeling like this I knew there
was no way I could complete 100 miles. In a few minutes I was asleep.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Beep! Beep!
Beep! *Reset alarm for 30 more minutes* Beep! Beep! Beep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
“&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Okay, I'm
up! It's not going to get any better than this I thought to myself. I
got myself situated and started moving again. I got another lap or
two in when I started to notice a soreness on the top of my foot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;The
&lt;a href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/03/vivobarefoot-breatho-trail-review-my.html"&gt;VivoBarefoot Breatho&lt;/a&gt; model is an excellent shoe, but it does have a
tight spot on my foot that eventually bruises. I tried re-lacing them
so they wouldn't have this sore spot, but it was clear I had to
switch shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Whitney had
mentioned that she brought her Nike running shoes. I start looking
for them. I spent about 10 minutes looking for them when Willy came
up. He probably thought I was disoriented and asked me what I was up
to. I explained. He helped me look for them and after about 2 minutes
he came up empty handed as well. This is when I noticed my &lt;a href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2011/02/sanuk-sidewalk-surfers.html"&gt;SanukSidewalk Surfers&lt;/a&gt;. “These will work!” Willy laughed at my choice,
but I knew they would be comfortable enough to at least walk in. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;During this time I found myself making excuses. "If I just ate this, I can move further." "If I go poop I will feel much better." "If I visit the chiropractor again I will be good..." So of course I did all these things. Looking back, these were probably all necessary and helpful, but I knew I was making excuses. With high trust in the chiropractor I asked him to adjust me. He was super cool and hooked me up with an alignment. I melted when he popped my upper back. Keep in mind, this is the only other person that has adjusted me that Dr. Toby Hopkins. Thankful for the series of overall successful events, I told myself that that was enough distractions! I must move! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7h-hGfKFDqw/UE_ydIgj0II/AAAAAAAAAy8/DJTDX2FmiWU/s1600/watermark-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7h-hGfKFDqw/UE_ydIgj0II/AAAAAAAAAy8/DJTDX2FmiWU/s320/watermark-7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;So I walked
and walked... Mile 65 Dave shows up. It is 5ish in the morning and I
am so happy to see him! He walks and talks with me. I tell him about
Angela teasing me. He assures me that this is just the way that I
speed-walk and that I look good. Phew! &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Mile 69 rolls
around and it is 7AM. I tell Dave that I want to get to 70 miles.
Well, I cross the finish line and start on lap 70. I start running.
If I am going to finish now  I am going to go out with a bang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;I start
running and I hear Willy yell, “He's alive!” That lap felt so
good. Michael Arnstein mentioned a very emotional feeling during
ultra running. I felt that. I was very happy and felt weightless. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EAkqHCloNc8/UE_yboW043I/AAAAAAAAAyk/mp7GvMTj5y8/s1600/watermark-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EAkqHCloNc8/UE_yboW043I/AAAAAAAAAyk/mp7GvMTj5y8/s320/watermark-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walking with the mama, who ran 40 miles the previous day!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;After
finishing that lap around 11 min/miles Dave throws me a curve ball
and says, “Well, you have to walk it out after running like that!”
We walk another lap. After this I chill out at the aid station and
eat/drink Ramen Noodles(Glorious BTW). The sports chiropractor works
on me for a 3rd time, then I just sit and relax. My parents show up
around 7:30 and walk with me for my last 5 miles. I walk half of the
75th mile, then run it in. The rain starts and it feels good. A part
of me enjoys it, the other part wants to be out of the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Willy
notifies me that I have 28 minutes left. I tell him he can have it
and go back to the tent before getting more drenched. Angela's
husband, Lee, is there and he offers me a seat. What a great race!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-osp2DBpLEOU/UE_ycG1fL0I/AAAAAAAAAys/TaAQkq6UdJM/s1600/watermark-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-osp2DBpLEOU/UE_ycG1fL0I/AAAAAAAAAys/TaAQkq6UdJM/s320/watermark-5.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;One thing that worried me during this run was 
that I peed only a handful of times throughout the race. The hot temps 
dried me out and I kept hydrated. Will have to experiment/do research 
about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Meanwhile a
woman is cutting it close, but wants the buckle. She continues her
run/walk around the track, finishing with 12 minutes left. This is the
beauty of ultra running. EVERY SINGLE PERSON there wanted her to
accomplish her goal. When she did she got a round of applause.
Friendship outweighs competition.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Overall
Merrill's Mile was an excellent race especially for the first time it
had been put on. Willy did an excellent job putting it together. This
is most likely because he is an ultra runner and knows what the
people want. He also genuinely cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;I am stoked
that I hit 75 miles. That is more than double my previous distance!
100, here I come! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;Thanks to
everyone that helped me along the way and during the race. I couldn't
have done it without you. I met some great people during this race whom I hope to run with in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ggTk4uKDzo/UE_yY5rD37I/AAAAAAAAAyE/Cisiyc0GSXc/s1600/watermark-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ggTk4uKDzo/UE_yY5rD37I/AAAAAAAAAyE/Cisiyc0GSXc/s320/watermark-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Post-Race with Ultra Mom(40 Miles) and Ultra Dad(39 Miles).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;And the results!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Ubuntu Light;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
I am still debating on my strategy. I thought a run/walk after 20 miles would be good, but had my run/walk based on time. After a meeting with Willy "Natureboy" Syndram I was encouraged to have points on the loop that I run and walk at. This way I don't have to watch my watch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There is going to be a big 24 hour clock that is counting down. A 20 hour 100 miler is exactly 12 minute miles. I plan on starting out around 10-11 min/miles and varying from there.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With the &lt;a href="http://www.coolrunning.com/engine/4/4_1/96.shtml"&gt;Cool Running Pace Calculator&lt;/a&gt; I am going to print out my splits for 20 hours, 22 hours, and 24 hours. This way I can at least know if I need to be going faster if I plan on sleeping for a while, eating, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I know that after the first 10 miles I will probably make my first walk point after the food and drink aid station. This will give me time to cram food down, get my head together, and keep moving. I will probably try to keep it down to .15 of a mile and keep a 17 min/mile walk pace, then hop back onto 11-12 min/miles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The next walk point will be after the second aid station(drinks), where I will do .10 miles and keep that &lt;17 mile="mile" min="min" nbsp="nbsp" p="p" pace.="pace."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As I get more tired I will need more walk. I will start by extending the first aid station's walk and do the same for the second.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Instead of killing myself keeping track of my time I will look at those sheets every 5 miles to make sure I am still on pace.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It really shouldn't be too hard to stay on pace on this race since it is all flat, but in order to reach 100 miles I will have to remain stable and productive through the whole race. No quitting.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I quit. I fail.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I don't get 100 miles, but I don't stop, that is fine. I would love to get 100 miles, but giving a good hard attempt and knowing that I did my best is all that I need. &lt;/17&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~4/69qstPA4pPc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/feeds/6744173847686006692/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/08/tapering-for-merrills-mile.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/6744173847686006692?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651584540189076242/posts/default/6744173847686006692?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BarefootTyler/~3/69qstPA4pPc/tapering-for-merrills-mile.html" title="Tapering For Merrill's Mile" /><author><name>Barefoot Tyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054361671178068153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6nnWBz1x3hk/TAVYQfsi_LI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-SBKIlG-wuw/S220/IMGP0057-1.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.barefoottyler.com/2012/08/tapering-for-merrills-mile.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIBQng6eyp7ImA9WhJXFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651584540189076242.post-2076004521282523695</id><published>2012-08-08T14:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-08-08T15:02:33.613-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-08T15:02:33.613-04:00</app:edited><title>Merrill's Mile Training Update</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Just an update on my training for &lt;a href="http://dumassevents.com/Merrill_s_Mile.html"&gt;Merrill's Mile&lt;/a&gt;. Here are some things I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As of now I am balancing between workouts and injury. I want to go out 
and push myself to run longer and faster. I know these workouts will 
help me gain muscle, lose weight, and most importantly get used to feeling not so great during a run. I have done a lot of hilly trail runs, as well as one 20 miler mountain run on 2 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VtBYdJTkHu8/UCKpxqv0yfI/AAAAAAAAAww/Us-I1XFk_wI/s1600/Donkey+for+t-shirt.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VtBYdJTkHu8/UCKpxqv0yfI/AAAAAAAAAww/Us-I1XFk_wI/s320/Donkey+for+t-shirt.png" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am also experimenting with fluid intake. I found that after 15 miles on my long runs I get headaches. This does not change regardless of my daily diet. I am fairly confident this is due to an electrolyte imbalance. I was told by a few more knowledgeable people that I am drinking too much water and to try to be around 1 oz per mile. Of course this varies with climate/environmental factors. I am also experimenting with Thermotab salt pills and water vs. Sports Drinks. Something else that helped me with the headaches was some caffeine. Oh baby, a cup of coffee around mile 16 on my long run at the Hiker Inn of Springer Mountain made all the difference! I was also pretty far ahead of the pack and was able to take a nap. :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am still interested in &lt;a href="http://www.thefruitarian.com/"&gt;Michael Arnstein&lt;/a&gt; and reading the book 80/10/10 I have started to make fruit my primary source of calories. I haven't kept up with it long, and I cheat occasionally, but judging by the intense run I did yesterday and the way I feel today I can tell that it is helping my recovery times! I think it is good to cheat a little. It keeps my body acclimated to eating things other than fruit. If I get into a jam during the run and I don't have any fruits my body will be able to handle the pretzels or anything else. I hope this diet change is one that continues to positively influence me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To date my furthest run is only 30ish miles. I could try to go out and run further, but with Merrill's Mile so close I don't want to push it. I will just keep with what I am doing and hope for the best. There is very little I can do at this point that is going to help me in 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;
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