Beautiful Things: Running Shoes, Old and New

There is something epic about running shoes.

Think about it.  Those shoes have taken their runner many miles…and if the miles logged happen to be outdoors, the feet that fill those shoes have been places. They’ve burned some serious caloric energy and worked a bunch of muscle.  It’s pretty incredible.

I love my running shoes.  I get pretty attached to them.  As proof that I’m not as serious of a runner as I would like to be someday, I don’t change out my shoes as often as I should.  It’s partly sentimental but mostly, it’s because I’m cheap.

My last pair lasted for three years.  I decided it was time to buy new ones because it felt like my legs were being ripped from their joints every time I ran.  Now with new shoes, I remember why I like to run.

Replacing them had me thinking about where I found myself running in the good ol’ pair.

They logged me hundreds of Neverland miles.  I walked the Mall in Washington D.C. in them, ran a race in Chicago and ran the Golden Gate Bridge.  They helped me backpack through London and Berlin.  They were my only companion when I woke up early one morning while passing through the tiny town of Nauvoo, Illinois to run.  It was my first subzero run in years.




After the Urbanatholon...YOUCH!

After the Urbanatholon…YOUCH!






Trish's trip to Chicago October 13-15 2011#12

Now, after all that, they are relegated to the ‘outdoor chore’ bin where they will log a few more dusty, most likely uninteresting miles.  Then, on a day when I feel the need to de-junk, they will be unceremoniously disposed of.

It’s kinda sad.  It feels like they are similar to the ‘Velveteen Rabbit…only stinky and covered in splotches of blood (from the blisters they caused once the ankle padding wore away).

They may be ugly now but they were such a good pair shoes.  Hopefully, the shoe fairy will twinkle down and give them wings.  Because good shoes like that ought to go to shoe heaven.  DSC03128




About T.D.

Hi there! Thanks for stopping by my corner of the blogosphere. I hope you like it here. This blog is where I ramble about the hats I wear (wife, mother, author, educator, etc) and everything in between. A wise man once said 'Happiness is a habit; cultivate it'. Here on this blog, I intend to do just that.
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3 Responses to Beautiful Things: Running Shoes, Old and New

  1. CouchBear says:

    I hate to run. I run when something really nasty is chasing me and I can’t get to my truck. I would play racquetball for two hours rather than run for ten minutes. I understand your shoe-sentimentality though. I have a pair of cowboy boots I had custom made in 1989, and I still wear them. Sure, they’ve been resoled seven or eight times (leather soles, you know), but they’re still going. They’ve been through more states than I can count and three or four foreign countries. Lot o’ stories in those old boots.

  2. Pingback: Old Boots | Couch Bear Chronicles

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