Shoes

Bob -

I'm am going to get off the story of me for a bit and talk about me for a bit.  Not young me, or middle me, but me right now.  Monday, October 1st me.  I still find it amusing writing a blog, because when you write one, you assume people are going to read it.  Then, you assume people aren't going to read it.  Then you find yourself saying to people, "hey, I'm writing a blog."  And they go, "about what?"  And I go, "Well, it is about running and me...and Ed.  Running."  And they say, "really, how do I find it?"  And I say, "go to blah, blah, blah dot blah blah blah, but I write really stupid stuff, so just don't think I am that weird, it is just the stuff that goes on in my head."  Then I realize their eyes are going into the back of their head and it is time for me to throw up and leave.  I wonder if Hemingway went through this stuff when he told people he was writing a book about fish and the sea.  We will never know.  Due to the fact that he is dead.  When I go to the great running track in the sky, people can refer to blog post #61 to see what made me tick.  Again, that would be assuming anyone gave a crap.

So, here is the point of this whole thing.  I have waited too long to get new shoes.  Mine are literally falling apart.  There is almost nothing left of them.  I do like minimalist shoes.  I have the Saucony Kinvaras.  I love them.  I can't wear anything with much build up in them.  Ever since my plantar's issue, I have been wearing these and Vibram's.  Vibram's for some training and the Kinvaras for most of my runs.  I taught myself to run more on my forefoot and to be less of a plodder by wearing these shoes.  I believe they helped me to be able to keep running.  Actually, I know they have.  This is my second pair, but I got really attached to both of them.  I still have my first pair.  There is not much left of them, yet they are very comfortable.  If I got new shoes this close to the run, I could really screw myself, but I have a picture in my head of my shoes just falling off me at mile 23.  Like Forrest Gump and his braces.  Would I bust out and go faster or would I have really bloody feet?  Being that I am a cabinet maker and an amateur cobbler, I could probably fashion some shoes out of roadkill.  A rabbit on one foot and a deer on the other.  Three miles of this would get me some attention and maybe an endorsement or two.  Start my own line of shoes.  Nourse Roadkillers.  The logo would be guts.  The motto would be, "If you don't have Guts, then you don't get glory."  I think I just figured this thing out because I really am a bit worried that my shoes will tear, but now the thought of wearing a deer and a rabbit sounds pretty good.  And the inflow of money sounds even better.  I can't wait to get this marathon over.