Lead weights, more like. As the runs get longer, my legs get slower and my feet get sorer (is there such a word?). Twinkle-toed I definitely am not.
I am, however, beautifully-shod. Brand new shoes (New Balance 1080s) to go with my brand-new plantar fasciitis and my long-standing Achilles tendonitis. Who said running was good for you?
I went to Sweatshop intending to buy another pair of asics gel cumulus. As ever, though, I ummed and ahhed and eventually changed my mind. The NB are more cushioned, but use a denser material, so are paradoxically stiffer. I can’t decide whether the foot problems are entirely due to upping the mileage or to my shoes, but it will be interesting to see how these take me. A slow trot round parkrun felt good, so we will see what tomorrow and the notorious Liversedge half-marathon brings. The Sweatshop lady assured me I can bring them back if I don’t like them, no matter how muddy they are. This seems too good to be true, but at least I can revert to asics if these turn out to be more beautiful than functional.
Because make no mistake about it, they are truly beautiful. These shoes are properly red. I am a bit of an Imelda Marcos, so being able to match my shoes to my club vest is important to me. I’m sure the reason I hated my last pair of Sauconys is because they were a horrible grey with no pretty bits. The NBs are not only a lovely shiny red, they have orange soles and trim – what more could a girl want?
PS - Is it normal to blog about shoes? That’s twice in eight days.
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