Ah...yes...it's a dream of mine.
To be a runner.
To say things like, "time for my run"
or, "I'm only going to run 6 miles today"
or for someone else to say, "I saw you running today"
You see I was not predestined to run.
My maiden name is Walker....for reals.
Of course if our last names really had something to do with what we do, mine would be
But I still dream of one day popping out of bed and putting on my running shoes and out the door I'll go...running miles and miles with a smile on my face.
So I guess that's why when my Mom and I went shopping the other day I bought these.
Did I choose them because they were the best brand, had great arch support, and cushioned soles?
Pssshh....no.....I got them because they said Go run.
And I got these cool socks to go with them.
Now before you think I was looking pretty sharp before my
run walk I also was wearing this.
Unfortunately that's how I roll.
Not completely put together.....not neat....sorry Mom.
I needed something with a pocket so I could take my phone so I cut the sleeves out an old jacket.
Who does that?
Could I have cut it any more ragged?
But anyway off I went on my walk.
Well, after the first mile I was dying.
If this was a game show I would have used my "phone a friend" survival option.
But it was not...so I trudged on....barefoot, uphill, in the snow......nah...just kidding...it just felt like that.
The shoes seemed to scuff the road a lot but that could have just been me...not picking my feet up enough.
At least I had pretty scenery along the way.
The verdict is not in on the shoes.....my arches were killing me but that again could have been because I haven't walked in a long time.
There's still hope on me becoming a runner.
If I work really, really hard and walk every single day.......2019 is looking promising...:)