My Shoes and I are Splitting Up

GT2130's

My Asics GT2130’s and I have been having a long, emotional heart to heart talk recently. Something’s changed. They aren’t the same cuddly soft little foot pillows I’ve come to know and love.

Remember the 5 marathons we’ve run together? I didn’t blame you for the recent calve cramping. You did all you could.

Remember how happy I was when I transitioned from the Adidas Response line to my first Asics, the GT 2090’s? I felt like I was bounding on springs with a built in air conditioning unit.

I’d steal you away for walks in the park even though…shhhh…I wasn’t going to do any running. We’d just walk with my foot nestled in your supportive, cushioned embrace crunching daisies, twigs and, occasionally, the fragile, rotting skull of a dead squirrel.

Those were the days.

But you’ve changed. Your mid sole is harder. I don’t feel your cushiony softness anymore. I don’t feel your snug but roomy embrace as much.

I’m thinking about a trial separation.

I know you’ve seen me caressing the sleek curves and texture of the Nimbus line in the shoe department. I could feel your jealous tugging on the laces as I bent, twisted and molested the Nimbus’ sole.

Nimbus IX

I need to experiment with other shoes. I may need to try a more cushioned shoe. The Nimbus line looks real attractive and appears to be a good dancer. Maybe I’ll take them on a few spins just to try them out? Run a few miles…take a few walks in the park…crush a few squirrel heads…you know, the usual.

It must be hard for you. I’m not saying it’s permanent. My shoe needs have just changed.

Basically, it’s not you*. It’s me.

* My shoes are unable to read footnotes so, at this point, I’d like to emphasize it IS them and NOT me. Maybe if they didn’t start feeling like I’m wearing flippers and SLAP, SLAP, SLAP across the sidewalk, I wouldn’t be in the market for new shoes. The GT 2130’s walked out on me first.
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