Running Shoes

Lynae N.

February 28, 2010 - 10:12 PM

This was the weekend that my daughter went down to visit her biological mom in Southern Oregon. I love her dearly but I also dearly love my date weekend with Brian. We have a fantastic routine of me getting up early in the morning on Saturday to go to my internship and have a few sessions with clients then come home as Brian is just waking up on his cherished day to sleep in. We then both take care of any pressing homework or projects that we need to get done and by the afternoon we are completely done with school, volunteer work, ministry, and any other obligations. We make ourselves be done whether or not we are done.

This Saturday was no exception. We met up in the afternoon after our mad dashings all morning and had delicious veggie sushi for lunch. Then we decided to take advantage of the warm sunshine and hike one of the local trails in town. We weren't the only ones with this idea. I tell you what, I have never seen a hiking trail so busy before in my life! Oh but it was fun and I could not have asked for a more beautiful day to go. Brian took his fancy camera and took pictures over every buzzard, bug, and interesting patch of moss he could to get the practice. I kept having problems with my shoes though. I wore my running shoes, the same ones I've had for two years, because I made the dumbest mistake and left my hiking shoes at Starbucks a couple months ago. My poor shoes were so worn out that all of the tread was worn off of the bottoms and I half walked, half slid back down the muddy trail.

I did manage to make it home without falling on my butt, and Brian and I decided to go see Avatar in 3D. I had heard of the movie but haven't watched it yet. We headed off to the mall and when we got there Brian dropped me off in front of the sports store and told me to go in and pick out a new pair of running shoes while he parked the car by the theater and bought tickets. This was such a sweet surprise and is reflected my husband's generous nature that I love about him. So I picked out some new pretty running shoes and we watched Avatar. I was impressed with it. I was nervous that it was going to be more violent and graphic and was pleasantly surprised at the lack of graphic and gory scenes.

We ended our night when we headed back home and made breakfast for a late dinner. I fell asleep and slept sound after having a fun, relaxing, and very very very needed day to reconnect with the love of my life. Then it was Sunday. . .

I got up early to go for a run in my new shoes. Unfortunately, that delicious dinner that I ate way too late on Saturday night came back to haunt me. I headed out for my run and my stomach was screaming "I hate you" with every step I took. I had to stop and walk often to settle it back down. I was also adjusting to the new shoes. They felt great but they were quite different than my beat up old shoes and my legs were worked differently. After fighting with my legs and my stomach, I decided to head home early and on my way stepped in a nasty deep puddle and soaked my pretty new white shoes with sloppy brown mud water. I ran and walked the rest of the way back home in soggy shoes that squished when I stepped. It was less than an hour into Sunday and all of the warm fuzzies of Saturday seemed like distant memories.

Thankfully, my day turned around and it was very nice. I got my shoes cleaned up and they are drying by the heater under the kitchen counter as we speak. It is so funny. I completely messed up my new running shoes and was so sad to think I couldn't go for a run tomorrow on my homework day, but then I realized I would just wear my old ones. I was happy again when I thought about this, walked back out into the kitchen and found my husband, being the amazing thoughtful sweet man that he is, laying out my old running shoes next to my new ones to dry. He had taken the initiative to wash the mud from Saturday's hike off while we were in the shoe washing mood. I had to smile to myself. He is such an fantastic guy. I really do have the best husband in the world. I just hope I have a dry pair of running shoes to use tomorrow before I sit down to hours of homework and go into a busy week when I can't run.