I recently connected with Kelly, a runner and race director about partnership opportunities. Kelly has a great blog where she often starts out her posts addressed to her running shoes. It’s a wonderful idea and it inspired me to write today’s blog post to my running shoes.
Dear Running Shoes,
I know that there have been many times when I’ve started off cranky, but by the end of our time together, you’ve improved my spirit and I’ve left with a smile.
You have pushed me to go on when I’ve wanted to stop, probably more times than I’d like to admit—but I know we’re in this together and you wouldn’t leave me behind. We need each other.
I have so much fun with you—blazing down hills, running in the rain, and dashing through mud puddles. I’m sorry that I often leave you dirty without even a hose down. I will try to be better and not leave you alone in the garage stinky and muddy.
We’ve travelled to some pretty spectacular places together—New Zealand, Mexico, Croatia, Colorado, Peru—just to name a few. We’ve covered hundreds of miles and will continue to do so for years to come. The views have always been remarkable and worth working for—our recent run near Mt. Hood is a special memory.
While there may have been a few hiccups or oops along the way (getting lost, unsavory trail characters, and one friendly venomous snake), we’ve always banded together and have come out on top. Unfortunately, you usually take the brunt of it in our relationship: rips, holes, and bald spots on your bottoms. I tend to run you down until you can go no further, but I’m glad that you are okay with moving on without me. I know your soles will go on to greatness.
Oh the friendships I’ve made because of you. There’s so much goodness that comes from the simple act of running. Long runs or short ones, you’re always there for me, even if it’s just off to Forest Park for a quick run. You never question me, but rather provoke questions and inspire me. You’ve helped me solve problems, plan adventures, and determine my next move. And you always help me answer something as simple as “What’s for dinner?”
You provide me freedom—freedom from my fears, struggles, and doubts—or just a bad day. On many occasions, you’ve made a good day, better. It doesn’t really matter if it’s two miles or twenty—together we’re getting it done.
I hope you don’t mind that the day may come when there may be someone else—a four-legged someone else. I guarantee that we’ll enjoy our time together even more as we’re logging those miles.
Thank you for making me happier, healthier, and more confident—and for making our miles together count.