My youngest son, Gustav, 4.5 yrs, wanted to tag long on my 84th barefoot streakrun so he put on his jogging shoe and I nothing. We decided to take my ordinary mile run (1.65 km) but after a couple of hundred meters he started to get whimpy and lost the will of running. We continued another hundred meters until we stopped and I asked him if he wanted to go barefoot instead.
Imidiatly he turned into a running machine. When we turned of the asfalt into a small forrest road he got even faster and on the trail part he was amazing, se the movie above.
He had a rough time on a 100 meter piece of gravel road, but that didn't stop him as he sprinted the last trail path to our home.
I wonder if the fruit of my loins is a natural barefoot runner.
Is it a bird, is it a aeroplane, no it's Barefoot Gustav!