New wings

I've been very good at sticking to my exercise schedule: Running T, Th, Sa; weights and elliptical on M, W, F. On Sunday anything goes.

I went through a very interesting fitting for new running shoes. I first stood on a platform which measured balance and arch. Yep, still flat-footed, but I'm perfectly balanced (in stance only, I can assure you). Next I was given a pair of shoes and instructed to hit the treadmill, where I would be filmed running so that my gait and foot strike could be evaluated.

I was mortified at having to run in front of what felt like a billion eyes. I felt my face burning as I had to return to the treadmill again and again to evaluate the different shoes the salesperson brought me. God, do I always run so LOUDly?

But the result was a stellar set of wings. Of course, I paid dearly for the shoes, but if they can help me avoid injury they are worth it. Now, if only someone could come up with shoes that could melt fat asses....

sigh.