Since I've decided to run the Women's Half Marathon in Nashville on September 22 (a mere 143 days from today) I realized that I needed to get a new pair of running shoes. I have a pair of first generation Nike LunarGlides that I really like, so I thought about ordering another pair of them from Amazon. Then I thought I would want to try them on before I bought them so I headed down to my local running store, Runner's Market. They only had the LunarGlides in a 10.5 and the other store in town didn't have an 11 either. See - in a street shoe I'm good in a 10. But I'm so afraid of getting black toenails and whatnot that I prefer an 11. There is plenty of space in the toe box for my cute little tootsies to wiggle around and I don't have to worry about ending up with this (these are not my feet, btw):
Now - I have to add this because it is the only reason that I have these shoes now. After I decided I wanted to purchase the shoes I came home and posted this to Facebook:
The key words in my post are "when I have the money." My 30th birthday is coming up in July and my dad (that's Daniel Russell) decided that he wanted to be dad of the year and get me my sneakers as an early birthday gift. So yesterday I got my check in the mail and today at work I cashed it. Then at 5:20 I walked into my local running store and at 5:30 I walked out as the owner of a brand new pair of running shoes. The guy who helped me today (the brother of the other guy who helped me) did say that I'll more than likely need to get another pair in 3 months, but this gives me time to save up and get the next pair when I've got the money!
Here's two more photos:
|The note that my dad sent with my check that made my day!|
|Me modeling my new (and oh so comfy) new running shoes before we head off to the Greenway.|
I really wrote this post for my dad. I wanted to tell the world that he's great and without him, I'd be running in year-old kicks. Because of him I'm going to enjoy my training more. Thanks, dad. I truly appreciate this.