Sunday, April 7, 2019

...became a minimalist runner.

In a bout of stupid machismo, I agreed to run a half marathon with my crazy runner wife. Then I got the running bug and became crazy myself. The problem was that my knees hurt like hell once I started running more than 5 miles at a time on a regular basis.

I bought knee braces and a couple different types of Brooks and Hokas and some Advil. Lots of Advil.