Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Born to Run Review: Barefoot Running

When I went home for Christmas, I started reading Born to Run by Christopher McDougall, which I've posted about before here (along with some of my other current reads at the time).  I posted a brief overview of it there.  Going in, I kind of knew it was a book kind of about barefoot running, but as of Chapter 22 (where I was when I last posted about it (at that last link)), there really hadn't been much of anything said about it.  Yes, it was clear that the people in this Indian tribe don't wear running shoes, but it focused more on their remarkable endurance rather than anything specific about what they wore on their feet. 

Well, apparently I was right on the cusp of the big barefoot discussion (though to me, it wasn't the overwhelming theme of the book).  There's lots of stuff about how we weren't born wearing shoes and how well our feet and bodies adapt to running long distances over uneven terrain.  He mentions that humans are "the only tailless running biped."  It was interesting but I'm not converted.  I've never tried running barefoot (or with Vibrams), but I don't think it's really an option for me for several reasons.

First, I run with a group and follow the group routes (which I do not choose) and those are run 100% on streets or paved trails, so running in the grass (which is how barefoot running should be done apparently, there's no claim we were born to run barefoot on asphalt and concrete) is not a workable option for me.  I suppose there are some places I could run in the grass or on the dirt right next to the running trail, but I'm guessing I'd step in dog $hit within a mile -- both the lake and the trail that have grassy areas next to the path where people run are popular dog-walking spots.  To run in the grass alongside the dark streets where I run would invite more dog $hit, or sprinkler heads, or newspapers, or curbs, and about a million other perils -- just no idea really how or where I'd do it most of the time. 

Second, I don't seem to be particularly injury prone while wearing shoes.  The author says running shoes work well for people with good form but make people with poor form have even worse form, primarily in the sense of heel strike.  I definitely do not have good form, but I'm not a horrible heel-striker either most of the time.  I've definitely had a few years where I've had injuries, but very few have put me out-of-commission for very long, some (like the sprained ankles) would have happened with or without shoes, and I don't think I've had more injuries than a normal runner.  There are always an ongoing series of tight muscles, aches and pains, and I feel like maybe 1/3 of the time, something is nagging a bit and I watch it to see if it turns into an actual injury (and try to ice and stretch if it's isolated), but for the most part, it never does.  I think that comes with running.  I could certainly sit on my couch pain-free, but that would lead to another series of problems.  Running doesn't seem to beat me up too much.  My chronology of injuries impacting my running (first comprehensive list I've maybe made ever of these):
  1. In 05, I pulled a groin/hamstring muscle (not while running) less than a month before the NY marathon (but I was still able to run it).  Far and away the most serious injury I've ever had.  I ran NY, ran a couple more disastrous races before the end of the year, and then did not walk normally for months.  Running was out of the question.  Got back into it in the spring of 06, and was completely healed by then.  But seriously, several months of zero running (and minimal walking) was necessary.  The most amusing part of this, I met my now in-laws for the first time in January 2006.  I was still injured but never discussed with them.  When I met them for the second time (months later, after I'd healed), my now mother-in-law exclaimed that she'd thought I was disabled!  Oh my.  It was definitely a bad time for my running! 
  2. In 07, I strained my upper gastrocnemius (a calf muscle) about a week before Chicago (still able to run it), but was fine shortly afterward.  My doc wanted me to wear a calf compression sleeve thing during the race, but I'd only run about 3 or so marathons by that point and I was too nervous about trying anything new on race day, so I declined.  A week or so off after the marathon was all I needed to recover. 
  3. In 08, I tripped on a pothole and sprained an ankle mildly.  On crutches for a day, running again about a week later.  Felt like it was easily strained when I stepped at a weird ankle for a couple months, but it didn't get seriously injured again. 
  4. In 09, I had some pain on the outside of one of my feet and my doc told me it was my peroneus longus tendon that was inflamed (he recommended orthotics, I never got them, it went away on its own and I also got new shoes around that time). 
  5. At the very end of 09 (12/29), I fell (at the SAME intersection as in 08, but a different part of it) again and sprained my other ankle pretty severely.  Crutches for several days, insane swelling.  No running at all until 1/11/10 (did a long walk on 1/10 to make sure it would hold up). 
  6. In 10, it was the plantar's (see below).  Also resolved, all while wearing shoes. 
  7. Also in 10, I wiped out at work (fell down the stairs) and twisted my ankle, but it was mild and I was running two days later.  I was wearing flats at the time, but blame my overloaded arms and not watching my step. 
Third, the most recent injury I had seemed worse whenever I was barefoot.  I got plantar fasciitis during the summer of 2010 (injury 6 above).  According to the book, plantar's is "the vampire bite of running," and once plantar's sinks its teeth into your heels, you're in danger of being infected for life.  While I haven't fessed up to any of my running buddies, I know full well what caused it and I've confessed/explained it here.  I finally went to a doc, which I posted about here, made an informercial purchase in hopes of combatting the pain, and also got advice from other more experienced runners.  The conclusion from all sources was that I was better off not being barefoot whenever possible.  The doc specifically said that some people are able to keep running with plantar's, some are not, it completely depends -- I was.  My pain was only bad in the morning when I got out of bed (barefoot) or when I first started walking after being seated for a while (usually wearing some kind of shoe, running, work or otherwise).  No pain when running (in shoes).  While the problem gradually went away, I definitely noticed a major difference if I spent hours and hours standing in the kitchen cooking while barefoot, as opposed to when I'd spend hours and hours standing in the kitchen wearing slippers with my orthotics in them and standing on my gel mat that hubby gave me for my bday.  I was much less sore and much more comfortable when I was not barefoot. 

Fourth, the "more natural" theory doesn't really matter to me.  We're not born wearing clothes, but I put them on when I'm cold.  I also tend to think these elites who primarily grow up running without shoes according to the book would choose to wear shoes in races just for sponsorships or some other unspecified reason. Like if Kenyans run barefoot growing up, why do some of those same Kenyans now choose to wear shoes to race? Honestly, I put a lot of credence in the fact that so many people wear running shoes. All the data used in the book about random programs or people here or there who don't wear shoes aren't statistically significant when looking at the big picture -- track meets all over the country at various levels, marathons all over the country, etc. Maybe if I ran in the outback on soft grass, barefoot would be the way to go, but for places and events that I run, I don't see those who are most successful choosing to forgo shoes. And I really think they would if that minimized their injuries or could make them get faster.
Fifth, I value the comfort of running shoes.  The author basically admits that running shoes make bad form more comfortable and it feels like you're running on cushions.  I don't like pain, and I don't want running to be painful.  Even if my shoes encourage my poor form, it doesn't seem to be hurting me.  I finished a 15k in July (the day I got the flat tire) and in my finish line photos, I was right next to a guy who was running in Vibrams.  We'd talked a bit over the last mile and I could tell how much he was hurting.  Well, looking at the photos, his form was absolutely atrocious and he's pretty much grimacing with every step.  I'm not certain at all that he would not have been in pain if he'd been in shoes, but I am pretty certain I'd be hurting too if my feet were slapping the pavement the way his were. 

And finally, I'm not convinced barefoot runners really have fewer injuries.  I've yet to run with someone who completes an entire marathon training season injury-free not wearing shoes. 

So I'll keep my shoes on.  I'll replace them whenever I think it's needed.  I'll probably still chuckle at how silly the barefoot shoes look (but I'm sure others chuckle at my mismatched outfits, my bad form, whatever).  But I'm certainly not one to give advice to anyone else -- if barefoot shoes seem to work for you, go for it!  I'm very live-and-let-live about that stuff and it has no impact on me, so I couldn't care less.  But I think for right now, shoes are the right choice for me.  Who's to say whether that will still be true a few years from now, but for now, shoes have been good and are working well for me.

As for the Born to Run discussion of my thoughts on the book's point about why a vegetarian diet has worked best for history's greatest runners (as a vegetarian runner, the subject is near and dear to my heart), I'll do a separate post on that hopefully in the next couple days.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Diagnosis

Ugh, definitely sick.  Husband is STILL home sick from work, but I've unfortunately been pretty busy at work and had to go in to the office on Sunday.  But Sunday afternoon, we both went to an urgent care place.  When I was talking to the "provider" (not entirely sure that means he was a doctor), I could hear hubby coughing through the wall from his room next door.  They did a blood test and my white blood count was completely normal, giving them no indication if it's bacterial or viral, and my flu test came back negative. 

Eventually they moved us into the same room, gave us both steroid shots in the upper butt area, gave us both steroid dose packs, and sent us on our way with instructions to rest and get lots of fluids.  Diagnosis:  upper respiratory infection. 

Well, the weather here has been INSANE, at least if you believe our local weather folk who are probably from Texas.  Yesterday morning our long run was cancelled because of freezing rain.  I planned to do it later in the day in the cold (the precip turned to big fluffy snow flakes), but between wanting to get the house in order a bit, it being so cold out, not feeling well, and needing to bill some hours at work, it just didn't happen. 

I set my alarm again today with thoughts of cranking out 14 miles before work, but opted to keep sleeping instead (again, icy roads, a dusting of snow that remains in places, bitterly cold for someone who has enjoyed adapting to Texas weather).  I feel somewhat better and will head out for my group run tomorrow morning, but this is going to be an unplanned low mileage week for me!

Friday, January 7, 2011

Sick but Strong?

I'm reluctant to post this for two reasons.  First, I do not like to admit that I'm sick and fear that admitting it may in some ways make it come true and/or magnify it.  Second, I do not like to admit that my legs are feeling strong because I fear admitting that is setting myself up for some major pain or soreness.

Hubby is sick, sick, sick.  He actually went to the ER on Wednesday because he was having so much trouble breathing.  He's home in bed today, still feeling miserable.  I'm definitely not that bad. 

I am coughing a lot sometimes "productively" (eww), and my nose is crazy runny when I'm exercising.  But I'm worried I'm right on the cusp of heading down the road hubby is taking.  He apparently has an upper respiratory infection.  Last year that happened to both of us more than once, so I'm hoping to dodge the bullet this cold season.

But my legs are crazy right now.  The new group that I'm training with does not stop for water during weekday runs, you just carry your own and sip as needed.  That means the runs are tougher for me.  I'm used to having a little break every couple miles.  Tuesday I felt like I was really struggling.  Our pace felt significantly faster to me than it actually was.  But then yesterday, I don't know what it was, and our pace was actually a few seconds faster than Tuesday, but I felt good.  Sure, I could have happily stopped to walk at any point, but I was fine with continuing.  Our route on Tues was 6.7 miles (counting our slight detour when we got off track), and our route Thurs was 7.3 miles. 

Tues I seemed to have my normal aches and pains.  My left hamstring has been tight for weeks.  But Wednesday I went to boot camp (without hubby who was already feeling bad) and felt great afterward.  Thurs was the real change though.  I stretched after my run as usual and got home and still felt awesome.  No achiness had settled in during my drive home.  I tried to stretch my hamstring while I was getting ready for work and that twinge that had become so familiar seemed to be gone.

I went back to camp this morning, again solo, and am still feeling great. 

So lungs and nose are ranking around a 4, legs are around a 10.  If only it weren't so cold out, maybe this cold would go away and I could be having some complete 10 days. 

Oh, and I'm contemplating something crazy for Sunday.  We have a 14 mile run on the schedule.  We start at 6:00 and should be done by 8:30 at the latest.  I'm actually considering going from there straight to a special two-hour spin class.  I haven't done a spin class in years and a friend is trying to convince me to do this one.  And I'm not sure it's a bad idea, though I'm not sure it's a good idea either!  Hmmm... what to do? 

Thursday, January 6, 2011

12 Days of Christmas

Growing up, my family always believed in the twelve days of Christmas, which means that the Christmas season lasts 12 days, until Epiphany.  That means our tree is one of the only ones still up and lit, but the plug gets pulled tonight. 

So many people complain about Christmas being so commercial but then treat it like it's a single day, which kind of bums me out.  We leave our tree and other decorations up until Epiphany.  Growing up, we put up our tree late and left it up until Epiphany, but we had a real tree, so you couldn't do it too early, and we were home to enjoy it.  Now that hubby and I are gone for at least a week for Christmas, I feel like I don't get to enjoy the tree long enough if I wait to put it up, so we put up the tree early now, but it still stays up until Jan. 6. 

So now that Christmas season is ending for real, here it is:


I'm going to be sad to see the tree go.  But it's officially time.  Realistically, it probably won't be done until Saturday, but no more lights starting tonight.  And I really should eat up those last remaining Christmas cookies. 

Saturday we're celebrating Epiphany in the traditional Italian way with a bunch of people -- La Befana, the Epiphany witch, is coming.  We'll eat and then enjoy Torta della Befana, a special Epiphany cake.  My godson and his sister, and possibly hubby's godson and his brother, will be with us (and their parents and our neighbors, and probably many other friends) and there are going to be stories about the holiday in Italy.  And we're delivering our godchildren's gifts that day (and their parents').  Then under the tree will finally be empty! 

La Befana vien di notte
con le scarpe tutte rotte
col cappello alla romana...
VIVA VIVA LA BEFANA!