I’ve always felt that shoes, like most clothes, are kind of bullshit, disrupting one of our few full-time connections to the earth. Our feet have over 7,000 nerve endings that most of the time we shield from our environment. I noticed this yesterday when I walked barefoot around the track. The cool, pebbly rubber. The sand grains scattered on the track from a nearby long jump pit. My slightly altered, and more careful, gait as I walked without my customary protection. Like finding a sixth taste. A podiatry umami.

Today’s challenge is much the same as yesterday. Posture resets, 10 toe crunches, and another 30-minute walk, preferably outside. My biggest obstacle today will be time. I don’t think I’ll be able to take my usual one-hour lunch break, and I have some family business to tend to after work. There’s an outdoor high school track near my house. I might be able to find the time to go there around 7. But I live in Maine and there’s still snow on the ground in some places. The track is clear, but I’m guessing not very warm. Still, I may give it a shot. It’s only 30 minutes.

My myofascial roller comes tomorrow. And I slept with my lacrosse ball last night. Don’t tell.


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