What a relief! In the comments from yesterday’s post, I mentioned that I went on a cleaning frenzy recently and threw away my Nike Air Max ’96s that I wore in the Rocket City Marathon back in 1997. After reminiscing about all my “old school” shoes, I began to have second thoughts and wondered if I was going to have to make a trip to the landfill to dig them out.
Good news–I found them! After 21 plus years of marriage, Eyegal knows that I often make rash decisions like that and figured that I would regret it and had put them in the garage instead of the trash can. Man, I love that woman!
So here they are, along with my “Pre Lives” t-shirt that was part of my Valentine’s Day present. Eyegal knows what I need even before I ask for it. Now if she could just get me back a few minutes on my mile time.
Yes, “Pre Lives,” but at just under 10 minutes per mile, he sure doesn’t live in this body.