I Need New Shoes

I love these shoes. I got them at a discount shoe store for really cheap. They're weightless, they fit my feet perfectly, they're comfortable even after miles and miles of running or walking. They're at the perfect point in the wearing-in process where I don't even need to lace them up anymore--I can just slide right into them because they have conformed perfectly with the shape of my feet. The only thing is, they're completely worn out. These are one pair of really tired shoes. I went for a run the other day in them and came home with aching legs because I think the internal padding has worn out. I think it wore out a long time ago, but I've been in shoe denial. It's really strange. I love to buy things. I can spend hours on the internet researching the different options, styles, color swatches, and fabrics for a freakin' t-shirt, but shoes--forget it. I hate buying shoes. I hate going to the shoe store, I hate trying them on, I hate walking back and forth in front of the short shoe mirrors, and I hate the whole shoe-buying transaction. And it's not like I have any weird feet phobias ore anything like that. I just dislike buying shoes. I even have a gift certificate for one of the best running shoe stores around. You'd think it would have burned a hole in my pocket by now, but no.

It's time. I know it. My shoes know it. My legs know it. It's like knowing that you've got to put the old, tired shoes to sleep, but just want to keep them around for just a little while longer. But OK, I swear. This weekend I'll get myself a new pair. Maybe I'll even post a picture of them on this blog for you.