I started blogging about this in November 2008. But something so important apparently requires a lot of thought to be written about.
I am not a shoe girl. I like shoes, but I do not collect them. I usually get really attached to one pair and wear it every day until it falls apart; this was that pair. I wore them to school, I wore them to church, I wore them in the snow (dangerous in the later days when the tread was almost completely gone), I wore them on my first date with Sam. I bought these shoes my sophomore year in high school. They were really stylish then and every girl had them; some girls had them in multiple colors! Sam hates how they would make my feet stink. I searched for replacement shoes and could never find them. They were so comfortable and I couldn't part with them. So I snuck them on and wore them any chance I could.
Sam wore these shoes almost every day. When we first met, they were in pretty good condition. He wore them while training for all of his races and the hundreds of miles started to wear down the poor shoes. It is very obvious to see that he runs on the outside of his feet and his dad repeatedly told him that worn-down shoes were not good and he needed to change shoes so he wouldn't hurt his feet, ankles, and knees. He still insisted that they were the most comfortable for walking and running. One day, I noticed I could see his socks through them. We went and bought him the exact same style of shoes but in a different color. He rarely wore his new shoes and instead I would catching him wearing these foul things.
We decided it was time to compromise. I would throw away my stinky shoes if he would throw away his "immodest" shoes (get it? they are see through). It was a sacrifice for both of us. I almost cried. Goodbye, my most favorite, loved, comfortable, slightly-stinky, beautiful, trustworthy shoes! Peace out, Sam's gross, crooked, holey, sloppy shoes.
5.29.2010
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9 comments:
I totally had your shoes!!! They were my choir shoes (and everything else too). And don't worry, they made my feet stink too
Those do look like shoes that would be hard to part with. I'm still using my running shoes from the last two marathons (and two half-marathons...), but they aren't in quite as bad of shape as Sam's were. :)
I think I'm more this way with pants, though. I've continued to wear quite a few pair of pajama pants well past their time, much to Spencer's dismay. :)
I had those shoes too and totally understand the whole separation issue. I'm trying to get myself to get rid of some leather flip-flops I've had for years. They turn my heels black because the sole is almost completely worn through. I finally went and bought some different ones in hopes of making the transition a little smoother. Good luck!
Nooooooo! I LOVED those shoes. They were so cute.
I know, Mom. But they were falling apart on my feet. If you ever see any in the store, let me know and I will buy them in a second!
Ok that is me....with PANTS! In my lifetime I have worn several pairs of pants down to holes, seams ripped at the hem, and bleach stains. I need the courage to throw mine out!
something i've been told that helps stop the smelliness of non-sock shoes, take the "pretend socks" from shoe stores. You know, the little nylon ones for people who want to try on shoes, but forgot socks? or just cut your own nylons and use them. that way you can cut it to fit your shoe perfectly so it doesn't look like you're wearing socks, but you are. Don't know for sure if it works, but it's worth a shot!
i hate saying goodbye to anything! I'm a HORRIBLE pack rat!
I feel like my shoes kind of got the shaft in this post. They were actually a replacement for running shoes I had even before that. They were good looking shoes, and treated me well. I guess you clearly don't share the same love that I had for those shoes. But, to the people that read this blog, those shoes were awesome.
Sam, you know those shoes were gross.
-Emily
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