Up until this point my barefoot running had been going awesome. I was up to a 24km long run totalling a 50km+ week, all in bare feet and feeling great. I was just back from a couple weeks off so super keen to get back into it but fate had a different plan...
On my way over to Johny's house I was walking up to his backdoor and promptly went tits up over his back steps. I was carrying his wife's laptop that I had just fixed and as I didn't want to break it I just held on tight and rode it to the ground. My head narrowly missed a dog bowl full of water before both hounds pounced on my face and commenced licking me. All I could hear from the house was Johny and Libby pissing themselves at the spectacle I had just provided. I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry so I did both.
The next morning on my run I realised I had done some damage. My groin was really sore on one side and my lower calf was also in a fair amount of pain. This obviously wasn't good so I had the week off. The following week things hadn't improved much so after a brief attempt at running I had another week off.
It's now four weeks and a physio trip later and things are just starting to improve. My groin is fine but my calf is still struggling. I managed a 16km run yesterday and only mild pain today so we will see how it plays out. I really want to be ready for Blackmores Sydney Marathon in September but we will see how it goes over the coming weeks.
