OK, second attempt at posting this entry and prep for the second day of running. Must be a coincidence.
Anyway, following my first run on Monday I more or less bounced into work yesterday and felt pretty good today. This is an infinite improvement on the normal "wobble" that accompanies my entry to the workplace.
This led me to thinking of the difference between bouncing and wobbling and my thoughts turned to footwear. Monday's excursion was conducted in a pair of lightweight trek shoes, due to the fact that I was for all intents and purposes going for a walk (see previous entry). Whilst they are good for distance "walking", they couldn't cut the moutard when it comes to jogging.
Every other step was followed by a cry of "Jesus Christ" as my back reminded me of all those extra bags of sugar I am carrying (sounds sooo much better than plain old FAT doesn't it). Whilst the outburst may have been unwarranted, there were times when I thought it poignant, as I clearly thought that at any moment I could be on my way to great couch in the sky.
So it was off to Sports Direct, the haven of unbelievable prices and offers that just seem too good to be true. What a sight beheld my eyes, the choice was staggering and with the look of shock and wonder still registering on my face I was approached by a bearded young assistant. Well I say bearded, it actually looked more like a pubic chinstrap, but I'm sure he was proud of it.
Then I am faced with the task of asking for a pair of running shoes in an open environment surrounded by much fitter and healthier people than myself. So, in the same hushed tones that was reminiscent of asking for condoms in a chemist shop full of women, I asked. "I am looking for some running shoes please"
Then there was the "LOOK". A mixture of stifled laughter, pity and incredulity followed by that customer service smile. "Running shoes yeah. Are they for you then?" Followed by the "LOOK" again but with more stifled laughter.
After squaring myself up with my best "Yeah and what of it you cheeky little sod" look on my face, I was then led to "Bargain of the Week". Actually there was a whole wall of "Bargain of the Week" and therein followed a pep talk about the shock absorbing technology. I saw a nice understated black pair and asked for a size 11. 5 minutes later he came back and advised me that the only pair they had in my size were a dark blue and lurid green pair. At 80% off (see, totally unbelievable) I ended buying three pairs, not all for me mind, one for the wife and the others for the eldest daughter.
So here I am, all kitted up ready for the next step. Ah here's the dog and by the look on his face, it is definitely time for "Running with humans" part two.