Also did a little running in Costa Rica. I'm hobbled with a hip problem and several golf balls wrapped up in my quad and IT band, so my attempts to run seriously after Marine Corps have been some combination of painful and pitiful.
On the beach I ran barefoot, twice with P__, once with S__. It was some combination of stride deconstruction, watching for foot placement and correcting life-long tendencies to run on a tight-rope and to land heel first; playing in the waves, including running knee deep when the water came in; and chatting and enjoying the sun, rain, and general splendor. No pain, no hard work, just enjoying running.
If I lived in such an environment I might give up racing altogether!
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