November 17 2019 20:30 PM A female adventurer and former GB rower has run 2,352 miles across the UK completely barefoot. Woman runs equivalent of 90 marathons across UK barefoot - Independent.ie The story with the photos is Huff Post UK and it has this long ass URL, weird, but here it comes up in searches https://www.google.com/search?q=woman-runs-90-marathons--barefoot+–+Here's+What+Her+Feet+Look+Like
I was in the University of Oklahoma Karate Club in Norman, OK for a couple of years in high school before going into the military. There was a railroad track not far from the DOJO and we ran barefoot on those tracks, on the chunks of gravel, for miles every meeting. Yes, it did toughen our feet but now, at age 71, I still have callouses that cause me lots of problems. Just remember, the cool things you do when you're young, come back to haunt you when you get old.
I recently had to use a pair of scissors and a file to get rid of a piece of hard skin that liked to get caught on things and tear the skin in my heel. I can relate. RE: The news article. I do have to admire her spirit. And a good looking lass too.
Hey, I've also got bad knees and bulging discs from 200 parachute jumps in the military. Do I regret these and the karate feet? Heck no! I'd do it all again!
I quit the track team in my senior year of high school. Tired of everyone else whining that I didn't run like they did. All I did was throw discus, and not good, as we had nobody to teach. Watching that herd of 6th-graders fly past me did it. Some are made for running and speed, and some aren't. I found out ten years after I graduated that my heart was twice the size of normal and rotated 30deg in my chest trying to make room for itself. I still envy those who can run somewhat, although I've notice a lot of fit people put in the ground in my lifetime. No sense worrying about what you can't do. I go barefoot as much as I can, but I prefer to put my sandals back on when there's ice and snow on the ground. My feet are far more slippery than sandals or boots, and falling sucks mightily. I don't regret my bad knees and other joints, either. I'm old, but I'm gonna' stay on my feet and move, even if it's slowly.
were you the only thrower on your entire team? it's pretty standard that the throwers throw and the runners run, i can't imagine why anyone would complain about it. also, with my complete lack of anatomical knowledge, i would have guessed that a large heart would help with running. maybe that would be large lungs, i don't know.
My reply: I had open-heart surgery when I was six, and they removed a valve but never put a replacement in. I wasn't allowed in sports since I couldn't get a doctors note. As for track, those kids, being kids, thought it wasn't fair that they had to do all that running and I didn't. If I wasn't throwing discus I wouldn't have bothered with the team at all. I liked the physical activity, but always looked like there was something mechanically wrong with me when I ran, which also led to more bullying and whining. I never understood that. It's not like I was a star performer. I came in last in anything running, and sucked at discus, too. I eventually understood I wasn't cut for such things and left. The coach rode my rump about it, even resorting to name-calling and shaming. I let him know his opinion wasn't important to me, and neither was his or anyone else's approval, and then I never looked back. Who needs that horsecrap? I really felt like inviting him outside to see something I AM good at, but decided not to. Graduation was only a few months away, and there was no reason to ruin my satisfaction by wasting time on people who don't add anything useful to my life.
I almost forgot; I wasn't the only thrower on the team, but none of us were any good. To make matters worse, I had to go to the local hardware store (now closed) and buy my own discus, since the school never purchased one for us. I left both of mine there when I quit the team. They weren't expensive back then.