I almost tripped off earlier. The soles of my worn out running shoes were removed. As my mother would put it they gave up on me. I used her running shoes instead. But after few minutes of running, it ended having the same fate with my running shoes.
Two pairs of wrecked running shoes didn’t dishearten me though. I still have one pair of running shoes kept in a box. I was apprehensive in using it though for I didn’t want it to get worn out. After all, my running shoes were gifts from my brothers and sisters-in-law. I had to take care of it. (See, I get OC and too attached on gifts at times.)
Running with different running shoes gave me discomfort. I thought it was easier to run with my worn out Adidas. And so I decided to shorten my run today. I made a mental note though that I would bring my old shoes to the shoemaker in the neighboring to town and have it repaired.
