Monday, March 19, 2012

Hello, New Friend(s)

I opened up the brown box to find them...all shiny and new.

No miles.  That "new shoe" smell.

I took them out for a run and, as usual with a new pair of runners, realized just how many miles were in my old shoes.  It's time for them to retire.  Perhaps somewhere warm.  Which, normally, I'd say maybe Florida or Arizona, but considering I heard Flagstaff had 19 inches of snow, perhaps little old CLE with our 75 degree March days lately will suffice.

44 minutes and 5.16 miles later, sweaty, panting, smiling...I formally introduce myself.

Hi, shoes.  I'm TST.  It's nice to meet you.  I wonder where you're going to take me for the next 300-400 miles?


4 comments:

Carolina John said...

Ah, the possibilities are endless.

Christi said...

New shoes completely rock!

E-Speed said...

Yay for new shoes! I was pleasantly surprised how fresh I felt for 20 in my new Pegasus and thought the same thing, time to retire some old pairs!

Marv said...

Yeah, running shoes: old friends, new friends to share the miles the bad, the good, and the great...