Ouch with the old

Now I remember why I haven't worn the old trail shoes. Last time I remember wearing them was the Grasslands's 25 mile run in 2002? Fun time, it even earned a nickname that year as the mudfest. But, the reason why I haven't worn the shoes except maybe once or twice at Long Hunter State Park, is blisters.




Funny how some memories fade quickly. I remember the shoe sucking mud and the beautiful countryside we ran in. I stopped and took a bunch of pictures along the way. The race that year only offered 2 options a 25 miler and a 50 miler. I ended up running extra, because I took a wrong turn. That was the longest time I'd been on my feet even at the marathon distance, up to that point in time. The course is a giant clover leaf design with four different loops on mostly single track horse trails.

This morning I put the old shoes on to run the golf course. Still a light dusting of snow in spots and I thought the extra traction would be beneficial on the slippery surface. The increased traction was great. It wasn't until I finished, that I realized I had a blister on my achilles and after removing my shoes, one on the other achilles as well.

Hate to throw out the shoes, they've probably got less than 50 miles of running and plenty of sole left. Think I'll use them next week, but prep the hot spots. The ultra folks use tape or body glide to lube potential hot spots.