Yesterday I set out to start my training program by running at the West Hartford Reservoir. At a little more than 3.5 miles, and featuring a nice combination of hills and flat terrain, the Red Loop seems like the perfect trail to try and master over the next few weeks. On top of that, it’s a pretty scenic run along the waterfront.
As I got ready to leave my place, I put on my favorite pair of sneakers, which I haven’t worn since the most recent tennis season ended. These sneakers are extremely comfortable, and feature the color of one of my favorite teams (I swear that wasn’t the deciding factor in the purchase).
Anyhow, as I was locking up, I looked down and much to my chagrin noticed my left big toe making an appearance. Now, I’ve had this happen countless times with socks (my mom can attest to that), but never a pair of sneakers! For a solid five seconds, I felt like a bum on the streets. It seems that the wear and tear of the courts finally caught up to these Under Armour sneeks. And with that, these sneakers will not be joining me on my journey.
Fortunately, I got a great pair of cross-trainers for my birthday a few months ago from the lady in my life (I’m a very lucky guy). I’ve enjoyed wearing them at the gym, but had yet to run in them until yesterday. I’m happy to say they passed the test. I’m looking forward to running in them, and hope they don’t get a hole in them anytime soon. That would bad.
What do you think?