2014: seder by iPad light at the McBraun residence
The pair below are the loud ass running shoes I got last year. I seriously love them. When I’m wheezing and flailing and hating life, I look down at the flurry of ugly paint spatter and it keeps me going. They took me to my first 5k, so that’s great. In the last few minutes of my 5k, some lady yelled over that she liked my shoes, and I said “thank you bleccccchhhh” and kept running.
The pair above are my slightly less loud Miami Vice color theme new kicks from Jackrabbit. John and I went there earlier today. They put me on a treadmill, videotaped my gait, told me I was a forefoot runner and brought me some shoeboxes. I took them for a run and now I sort of miss my old ones.
In other news, who am I becoming?
that ortho life
- Him: We have to get married.
- Me: Well, you have to ask me.
- Him: You have to get your braces off.