"I say the beat don't stop" - Peanut Butter Wolf, Conducted Rhythms (Jukebox 45s)
You should probably read 26.2 miles first.
Asher asked me to walk away from him with my shoes off and my pants rolled up.
"Don't look at me," he commanded and I stood up a little more straight, scared to turn my head.
"What can you tell me about your foot," he asked.
"I wear a ten and a half or a ten depending on the shoe," I said.
"You're an 11 because your right foot is longer than your left," he stated. "And, your right foot is very flat. You need cushion. I have the shoe!"
And he did: the Adidas Supernova Cushion M. Oh my goodness, they feel so good. I like shoes but I don't spend a lot of money. Some choice purchases at Payless, the Skechers outlet and a sale at foot locker and usually I'm straight. My newest pair of shoes are really light, if not entirely comfortable, Nike Prestos and they were a gift from my mom.
The Adidas Supernova though? The finest feeling under me. I felt so quick in them and solid and my back screamed with delight a little as it realigned. I wore them through Tae bo and then for the rest of the night. I should have probably worn them today but I need at least 2 more pair for all that. And, this is important because running shoes are usually horrendous, they aren't ugly! No orange and yellow and bright blue all up in there. A nice, sleek, white shoe with gray and black accents. I can find matching gear for that.
So, yay for Asher and Shoe Wearhouse. And 10% off so that I could buy a few pairs of 10 dollar socks.
Other news. Some folks are awesome with their generosity and support of me and this cause. I'm honored and amazed by all of you. Especially you.
Your words of encouragement and support will be in my head on those tough miles. Fo'rilla.
In other news, we've got a wedding this weekend, some church, and some drinks. Soon, we've got some art, some more art, Justin and Xtina, and some other stuff I'm forgetting. My mom is back home after about 12 weeks out with Sir Paul. She pulled some ligaments and is on wacky time, so I'll have to forgive her for not being impressed with my taking on the marathon. Her response, "You'll lose a lot of weight." Great. Thanks. My sister's birthday is at the end of the month. She wanted to rent a limo and take her and 8 friends somewhere so they could be seen. I follow the David Spade rule about limousines. All it means is that you were willing to spend 65 dollars to get somewhere. So, we squashed that idea. Now, the plan is for her to try and get my dad to rent an Escalade and chauffeur her to Hollywood and Highland for dinner and then see Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle at the Mann Chinese. That's sort of better except not at all. Sometimes, I don't know how we carry the same gene structure. But then I realize we only share half the same DNA. And then I laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh. My halves are so much better than her halves.