Moving on as well as this awesome news, I have some sad news to share. My beloved froggy shoes (known to normal people as vibram 5 fingers) are dying. They are currently holding onto life by a hairs breath, they have recently had to have emergency surgery, the material on the Big toe split, and several of the toes (4 to be precise) have been worn through and have been patched up with puncture repair kits. Some people would say that this means that they are well past being due to be replaced but I’m emotionally attached to them. I think it may be time to say goodbye, but letting go is so hard.
Switching to these shoes was a turning point for me, I actually started to enjoy running. We’ve been together for 3 years my frog shoes and I and in that time we’ve been through a lot together. They’ve forgiven me countless times when I have broken up with running only to come crawling back later, they never held a grudge for the months of neglect they suffered. They’ve been there for me through disastrous lab incidents, emergency funding meetings, these shoes were there to help me burn off some energy. They have stood by me when we were ridiculed by well meaning members of the public, farmers, dog walkers, cyclists, it didn’t matter because we knew we were the perfect match. We have run dirt bike race courses together and have a shared love of mud. I mean sure you are a bit hazardous in the rain due to your amazingly smooth soles but that’s OK no-one is perfect. I wrote a love letter here declaring my love for them and why we go together like apples and cinnamon. Then we hit a rocky patch when trail running was no-longer available and we had to venture out on the roads, there was even our first ever injury but we’ve worked through it. I’m just not sure I’m ready to let you move on to that shoe closet in the sky.
I have this fear, this nagging suspicion that if I say good bye to you now that we’ll be forever parted. You see running on the road isn’t your forte, and if that’s what I’m going to have to do for 6 months or so then maybe I need to try out a different shoe. Sure you’ll be dead, but I can’t help but feel that even from beyond the grave this will feel like a huge betrayal. So I’m sorry frog shoes, I just don’t know what to do for the best, just know that whatever happens you’ll always hold a special place in my heart as the shoes that taught me how to love running.
So this weekend I will be saying goodbye to my beloved froggy shoes and venturing out into the big wide world in search of a new running companion, it’s all a little bit daunting but it’s time. So if anyone has any suggestions for my new running bff feel free to let me know.