Blog Archives


Looks straight to me when I wear my running shoes.

Looks straight to me when I wear my running shoes.

I was honestly a little nervous before my long run this past Saturday.

As I’ve mentioned, my runs the last few weeks (check out my post on “The Week of Suck”) have been far from wondrous. In fact, several have been downright shitty.

My visit to the podiatrist on Thursday did help alleviate a lot of my worry. That finicky right foot of mine is just finicky… not injured. Some additional padding to my orthotic (changing my foot’s angle) and I am supposedly good to go.

But as I laced up my shoes at Griffith Park on Saturday I couldn’t help but wonder if this change might have additional consequences, such as rubbing, blisters or some other kind of unexpected pain.

Part of me was wondering if the new set-up to my shoes would make me feel like I was running at a slant… like a big clomping “Leaning tower of Pisa” (if the landmark ever decided to take up distance running, that is). Read the rest of this entry


"That's the fact, Jack."

“That’s the fact, Jack.”

Those readers who have been following Tripping The Kenyans since Day One know that my feet are far from perfect.

For newer readers, let me just say: My feet are sorta messed up… always have been, especially ole “righty.”

So messed up in fact that some of my earliest posts (dubbed by moi as “The Freaky Foot Chronicles”) highlighted some of their inherent nastiness.

You can flashback and check them out here if you’d like.

To summarize, I’ve been dealing with:

  • Overlapping toes (which I handle using Injinji toe socks)
  • Extremely high arches (which I battle with custom made orthotic inserts)
  • Early stage arthritis in my right foot big toe  (courtesy of dropping a cabana on it years ago)

Read the rest of this entry


Thanks to "Lefty" and "Righty."

Thanks to “Lefty” and “Righty.”

On Saturday morning I went for a run with my “Team Roadkill” buddies, as we’ve done so many times before. While it was a fun time, there was also something a little bittersweet about it.

For one of us, it was going to be their last run. Well, not a person per se.

This was the last run for my current running shoes.

My New Balance 940v2 shoes (size 11.5 EE… yeah, I’ve got wide feet) reached the end of the line and this was the final occasion for me to lace them up. The time had come for them to retire. Read the rest of this entry

%d bloggers like this: