icy after a 1 1/2 hour barefoot run in the snow
This winter we’ve not even had a proper dusting yet, so today when we woke up to a clean white sheet, I knew it was time to go for good long run. After dropping the kids off at school, I tucked my huaraches into my pocket and headed out barefoot towards Margitsziget. The snow burned at first, but after getting some inner heat going everything felt good. After an hour my toes started to get cold again and tingle (the salt-water slush didn’t help…), but by concentrating on the feeling of blood vessels opening up in my foot, everything regained an equilibrium until returning home. There’s always something exciting about running in the snow!
Joy of Barefoot Running 