HOKA, Buenos Aires, and an injury update!

This post was going to be one where I talk about my new partnership with HOKA ONE ONE…and trust me, that is coming up later this week because I am SO excited about it. But as I finally got around to reading all of the comments on my most recent post about travel (I had it scheduled to post about 10 minutes before our first plane left for Argentina), my blood is pumping and my heart is so full. I can’t wait to respond to them all!  I’ll be talking about Hoka soon, but first, I want to give you a little injury update and some pictures from Argentina!

On the injury front – well, it’s hard to say. My back doesn’t really “hurt” anymore, per se. I have some lingering pain in my hip that is preventing me from doing anything other than moving my leg directly forward and backward, and my entire right leg is still having that continuous pins and needles feeling. Sadly enough, I’m kind of used to it at this point and not really noticing it so much anymore. I’m definitely not in pain anymore, but I also haven’t been running at all. Plenty of walking and an 18 mile bike tour around Buenos Aires, though! We just landed in the Patagonia region (El Calafate) a few hours ago, and it’s a totally different world than Buenos Aires, of course. But for now, a few pictures of the “Paris of the South!” Follow me on Instagram for more pictures and videos from the trip and of course, my life in general.

11114142_10103578153074408_3604867138767146975_o-1024x680-1-3 Recoleta Cemetery is where the wealthy go to be buried. It’s kind of like the cemeteries in New Orleans…if all of those graves were built like giant castles. Most tombs have glass doors that relatives of the deceased can open to pray for the dead. Oh, and you can see the caskets inside the tombs. Evita is buried here! 10985475_10103578157266008_126648885169711794_o-680x1024-1-3 El Caminito is a section of one of the poorest areas of Buenos Aires. Immigrants who moved here built houses out of corrugated steel and painted them with whatever extra paint they could get from boats passing through the harbor. The result is an incredibly colorful and lively neighborhood where the tango was born! It’s now an open air museum. 11141246_10103578157929678_9015748558798237584_o-1024x680-1-3 Buenos Aires is called the “Paris of the South” thanks to its love of French architecture and beautiful plazas all over the city. It’s got a really unique European feel that is also distinctly South American. 11143174_10103582287484018_7153859741960129819_o-1024x680-1-3 We hit the market in San Telmo, Buenos Aires this morning hoping to snag some good deals. Well, I was, anyway! This open air market is every Sunday and it’s several miles long! We went early, but it is packed later in the day and runs til the wee hours. I got an amazing vintage leather duffle bag for so cheap, it’s sinful. More room for souvenirs! img_0874-1024x768-1-3 Young people in Argentina apparently form traveling singing and dancing groups to support their candidates in upcoming elections. This group was so fantastic that I could have stayed watching them all day! Who wants to form one of these with me in America?! Check out the video on my Instagram. img_0880-1024x768-1-3 Just making friends with one of many “perros de calle” in El Calafate. AJ was highly annoyed that I kept petting every single dog that walked by…especially when they followed us to our hotel and sat outside our window. Whatever, I thought it was adorable!

Leave a comment: What did you do this weekend? Do you pet stray dogs, or is this just a weird thing I do and I’m probably going to get a disease?