500 Miles

Everyone knows I’m a runner right? I don’t talk about it on the internet much. No one actually cares how much I sweat or how many miles I run. But on Saturday these shoes hit 500.25 miles! You’ll see in the second photo that I ALMOST have a hole worn through the bottom of the right shoe. Crazy! “They” (meaning Runner’s World magazine, my primary source for running info) say that shoes are good for 400-500 miles. I decided to make these puppies last all 500. I’ve never tracked my mileage for so long (10 months). It’s weird to think my body has traveled that far as well, primarily in a circuitous route around my neighborhood. There’s a metaphor in there somewhere… No time for metaphors, I laced up my new Brooks Ghost 4 shoes (they came in pink!) on Sunday and started over.

P.S. Click the photos to make them bigger. I figured out how to make a gallery. I’m getting better at the internets all the time.












This Coke and giant cinnamon roll is my reward for this:










I tripped over a crack in the sidewalk while running in the dark this morning and now I have this giant strawberry on my knee. I haven’t had one of these since I fell off the treadmill in college and before that it was high school softball when I slid wrong into 2nd base. Running is a full contact sport sometimes for me I guess. I’m more concerned that I’m eating my feelings.