We will have those moments in our lives when the embarrassment of the situation,you have to laugh at and hope that your reputation comes out not in tatters.
I had one of those moments just recently-doesn’t get too risqué but it does involve telling a story about putting a sock on my genitals.
Okay I better explain it fully, as I was going for a run in the barefoot manner that I do, I always take a pair of socks with me to put on, if the ground gets a bit too hard to run on for my particular tolerance of pain From the surface I am running on.
This particular day I had put on a pair of running shorts that were my favorites and I have to admit are getting a little bit worn but until today still comfortable,but as the run progressed it became obvious that the small hole in the undergarments was causing the family jewels to wear most uncomfortably through the hole, so I decided that by putting a sock over the family jewels it would stop the wear ,it worked a treat.
That is until I realized the end of the sock was now protruding from the bottom of my shorts,well it doesn’t take much imagination to realize that presented quite An interesting sight.
Until now, the trail that I was running on had been fairly unpopulated but I could see coming down the track a person walking a dog so the decision was, do I run past them with the sock dangling out of my shorts and hope they don’t see it somehow or stop and adjust myself.
Now to add to this scenario, before I started out on the run I decided to put some chili-based muscle ointment on my legs as a warm up cream and this ointment was now still on my hands, and moments before I had wiped my eyes to get the sweat from them thereby transferring chili to my eyes, which are now starting to water profusely and I am not able to see out of them very well.
So I just decided that I would stop make adjustment to the sock in my shorts and wipe my eyes, so as I stopped and turned to face a garden fence, as i put my hand down my pants to grab the sock, out of my teary eyes I saw I was facing a group of ladies in the yard who were now looking at a man standing there with his hand down his pants pulling out a sock and his eyes streaming with tears.
Well does a man do in a situation like that, all I could hope for was that nobody recognized me and hopefully they got a laugh out of it, as i just grabed the sock out and continued running I might add, quite a bit faster then before the incident.
It all made for a interesting run for the afternoon, when I got home I decided I would put together the video below
about the transition I have been doing from conventional footwear to bearfoot running minus any other tales from the trail 
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