if i had to pick my most important pair of shoes, these would be it: my running shoes.
while i've always used running as exercise and an outlet, i didn't really become serious about it until the end of college. it all led up to my first big race - a half marathon in nashville right before i graduated. i trained for a few months and felt good about the race. but that day it was unseasonably hot - record breaking temperatures - and it was awful. by mile six people were passing out and throwing up. it was like running through a frat house when the party's over. when i passed my friend on the sidelines at mile 9 i just looked at her and shook my head. i honestly didn't see how i could possibly finish the race.
but these shoes got through me every step.
and they got me through every step of my training runs. they've taken me down the streets of madrid early in the morning, just after sunrise, club revelers making their way home as i run along. they've taken me in loops around central park and across the brooklyn bridge (and back). they've taken me up and down the hills of virginia on thanksgiving morning.
i love these shoes. they're not much to look at, and they don't have a spot in my shoe cabinet, but they're the most important shoes i own. i wonder what our next big adventure will be, although i think another half marathon may be calling our name (hopefully with less vomit this time).