It’s The Socks
It’s the socks.
All this time, the numbing on my feet that I thought was due to the shoes? It was the socks.
Today, I had an 8 mile LSD on tap, and threw on my Wright Socks, stuffed down in the bottom of the drawer, there. I had several other running socks. Tons of pairs. I remember I bought the Wright Socks a few years ago, and loved the double layer of blister protection it offered. However, I run so many days in a row, I pull out pair after pair, and I simply forget about how good they are.
The last several weeks, I’ve had to run through a toe-numbing around mile 3. Well, today, that just never happened.
I threw on those socks, and headed out for the run. At mile 5 it started pouring, and went on that way for the next 3 miles. But I never got the numbing…the kind that makes me run on my toes.
I thank the socks, and listen up Wright Socks: You’re going to San Luis Obispo.
