These are my new shoes. Like Ruth, I had to get new trainers. My experience was similar to hers. I went to A Snail’s Pace in Pasadena for my shoes. I heard they had decent prices and figured any store with a running club would have knowledgeable people on staff. They checked my gait and had me fast walk to get an idea of my pronation, though I could have told her that I’m a severe over-pronator. I’ve known that since I was 11.
I’ve been thinking of doing a run for the past few months. I was never much of a runner, but there’s no reason not to. The training isn’t all that time consuming and it’s something I can easily do. I’m following the 8 WEEKS TO YOUR FIRST 5-K training schedule on Runner’s World website. I’ve been studying this for the past month and there’s no reason to not start. Spoke to my doctors who have been telling me to take up running for years, so that was out of the way. All I needed is a sports bra, shoes and non-cotton clothes.
Now, ya’ll know a sista’s broke. But I figured that this wasn’t an investment in a hobby, this is an investment in my life. But damn…those shoes set me back. So much, that I’m going to have to run in cotton clothes. Ha! Actually, I get rashes from sweating (allergic to my sweat) and I get rashes from lycra/spandex mixes (allergic to latex) so I wasn’t looking forward to buying a $50 t-shirt from lululemon. Then I’m looking at another $50 for a sports bra. Gaah. Good for me I already have a heart rate monitor and pedometer. Though I’m am drooling over this piece of gadgetry.
Why are all the healthy things so damn expensive? It’s bad enough that organic foods and healthy foods are priced so that the poor can not do that, but even participating in running is cost prohibitive. I mean, sure you can just run and possibly hurt yourself with bad shoes. But even entering in these 5K races are pretty pricey. I’ll probably only be able to afford 4 races a year at the rate we’re going.
At any rate, I have my shoes and the DWP is just going to have to bite me regarding my late bill. Priorities, ya know.