They’re just shoes.

After a million miles in an endless series of racing flats, I pull on a pair of asics Cumulus balloon shoes. No particular reason. I just need a change.

I need a little insulation. From the road. From the stress. From life.

But in the end it’s just a shoe. The wind still batters me. School buses come too close. The oxygen at this extreme altitude, 8 feet, is just too thin.

There is no joy in this run, only exercise.

I run four miles along a course that parallels the ocean, oblivious to the postcard that’s only a glance away to the left. I ignore passing runners and the garish graffiti of mile markers from an endless parade of races that use this course.

I go out because that’s the only direction there is, and back only because I must.

I guess I just need something to blame and I’m running out of excuses.

What’s the point? I vaguely recall that there was one once. I just don’t remember what it was. Or my ZIP code.

Maybe it’s just life. Maybe it’s just low tide.

One thing it’s NOT is the asics.

They’re just shoes.

About gary

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6 Responses to yin

  1. sassafras says:

    not every day is a good day . . . not every race is a good race
    not every run is a good run . . . but we keep going cuz today …. just might be the one that is a good one …. a really good one …

    and don’t forget …. not every potato is a good potato


  2. SeniorRunner says:

    JUST shoes??? Man, you ARE on a downer!

    Looks like a bad case of “The Muskrat Blues.”


  3. tosuperstar says:

    I thought my lack of motivation was the corn fields, sounds like even the ocean becomes old hat after a while.


  4. goal_junkie says:

    you know what? even when you’re a little glum – you’re still a kick-ass writer.


  5. Maybe you need a rest day?


  6. mosheppo says:

    dude write…


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