She Told Me So

One of the things that I like about running is that it is remarkably cheap, as I've said before. The main equipment needed are some shoes every once in a while. The problem is that I'm a major cheapskate and find it hard to pass up a deal, especially when it is for something I need.

Since I'm going to be running a trail race in September I need to run on trails and shoe manufacturers now make some really good trail running shoes. So I saw a deal online for some shoes from a really good brand that were about 70% off. I read the reviews and was convinced. When I called my wife to tell her I was going to the buy shoes online I could actually hear her rolling her eyes over the phone, because who in their right mind would buy something as finicky as shoes online?

A few days later the shoes arrived and, of course, they didn't fit.

Softcore No More

I've finally reached the realm of the true, tough, hardcore runners. For the first time ever, my toe nail has fallen off because of running. It's actually not uncommon for the repetition of your shoe or socks rubbing on your toe to cause the nail to come off. Luckily, it happened over time so it didn't really hurt. Now that I'm writing it down, it doesn't sound as cool. In fact it sounds kind of gross.

Duck, Duck, Goose!

The other morning I went running. The weather was beautiful. I went along a bike path that goes past several ponds and loops back to my neighborhood. On the return leg the sound of hissing stopped me short. A few feet in front of me were two adult Canada Geese and a few goslings. They weren't too happy to see me. I couldn't see anyway to get past them so I had to back track and run a mile out of my way to get to the path past them. Stupid nature!