C’mon barefooters, we all know the question.
Shortly after revealing that you are a barefoot runner, people, if they are still talking to you, what to know what you do about dog poop.
First of all, if you are a responsible dog owner, I’ll never have to worry about it. Second, I’ve never actually seen a pile of dog poop while I’ve been running. Apparently, my first point is valid.
No, it’s not the dog poop. Goose poop is a different story.
I was enjoying a delightful run through the grass of the North Island park until I entered an area covered with white feathers. The sign of the geese. Let it be known that I don’t like geese and am a declining fan of birds altogether.
I was fine at first running through the grass but then became nervous as the number of feathers increased. I recalled the reason I don’t like geese. They poop everywhere. Plus, its difficult to detect in the grass. In haste, I made a bee-line for the road to get out of goose poopville.
I didn’t step in any that I know of but it put a bit of a damper on my grassy run.