Today I wanted to tell you about my new headlamp and how I braved the dark, saw evil eyes and crested a hill at sunrise …
Good intentions right? It didn’t happen … I overslept and it was already past dawn and light outside.
So I took another new piece of equipment for a quick spin – my new gloves (aka Merrell Pace Gloves 3):
I meant to test them to the fullest and had super high expectations. Off we went to start at the beach with slippery tarmac to get there which they already braved with amazing stickiness!
I was also surprised how easy it was to run over the softer sand. Usually I need more energy to run through soft/deep sand.
I took them to the hill and no matter what terrain I threw at them the feeling just got better and better …
I mean seriously! I am upgraded to SuperSlowRunnerGirl now, as I can run up and down slippery roots and rocks!!!
I’m seriously in love with them and super happy that they meet my high expectations. They are replacing my existing inov8 mixed terrain shoes and I can’t stop telling you how amazing the vibram sole seems to stick to even the weirdest terrain. I even pseudo-climbed a rock just to test them …
Gotta go and work now, someone has to earn money to buy all those shoes.
Have fun playing!
It was over 10 years ago when I first tried to start running again.
I had no clue … all I knew was I had to buy shoes in a real store. This was quite difficult for me, being obese and having no clue …
What I knew is, that I wanted to be back running.
Running, when I was younger had been my stress relief. I ran until I was around the age of 16 and moved to the states for a year. That was also when I began to put on weight … but that’s another blog post topic for the future I might title ‘SAD changes’ 😉
So there I was … in this running store in some German city, intimidated by the treadmill they asked me to step on to, to test my gait. Was I an over pronator? They poked around on my feet and did some weird other things to assess my arch height and what not. I got might confused, but thoroughly impressed by their expert knowledge.
In the end I left the store happy, with a new pair of Brooks. I felt like a runner.
Years later I realized the shoes didn’t quite fit me and that my initial struggles through hurting toes/feet/knees while shuffling around “the lake” after work where mostly due to the shoes and not entirely because I was an unfit obese being or had weird knees.
I still have those shoes and I did love them for quite some years. Through all the times I had started to become a runner, they had been there for me to take out. I did have one less excuse.
Do you remember your first pair? What was it like? Do you still have them?