Sunday, June 28, 2009

Saving money on shoes

As rowing is my New Favourite Thing, there have been New Insights such as the following:

- how early I have to go to bed to get up at 0530.

- taking a shell out of a boathouse when 3 of 4 rowers are well over 5 feet tall and one (guess who) is a titch under provides interesting optics. Think: 3/4 crew has the boat on their shoulders and one has her hands up in the air.

- how beautiful it is on the water at 0630.

- how, apparently after a certain age, rowing and hangover don't mix. Don't ask. The LCB is going broke.

- holding onto both oars at the same time with the same amount of grip is important. Not doing so leads to new and broadening experiences namely How to Deal With a Rolled Over Double When One's Partner is Panicking. Good news? The lake is not as cold as it was when I started this adventure.

- how easy it is to get a couple of new sets of shoes.

It's about the shoes, today, and it goes like this: I am not at my tiptop best first thing in the morning and bright lights are to be avoided. Yesterday, at 0600h, I grabbed my sneakers from the shoe pile, tied them on and headed out. At the boathouse, I took them off, put on my water shoes (my feet are too small to stay in the stretchers without a bit of bulk and besides I'm a wuss about rocks and a dropped shell would cost me waaaaayyy more than my bottle return money), put my runners in a locker and proceeded to row. Finished rowing, got shoes out of locker, put them on, went for lunch with The Jr Boy. Decided to change clothes as lunch was birfday and a bit of dressing for the occasion was required. Took off runners, leaving them in the car, put on sandals, had lunch. Left sneakers in the car overnight in case of a walk-attack occuring sometime today and it did - right out the dock at camp for a lovely sit with some strawberry shortcake and some alone time. Enough alone time that I got around to looking at my feet. Which were wearing sneakers: nice white Saucony sneakers.

Too bad they weren't from the same pair.

How many times did I put 'em on and take 'em off?? Yeah, go back and count and then tell me you take a look at your perfectly fitting sneakers everytime you put yours on to make sure you haven't kind of tried a cross-pollination experiment.

So here's what I figure: it took me a day and a half to notice. Nobody else did or else they were either (a) too polite to comment or (b) simply thought what they already thought about me - Nutbar. The shoes fit just fine and I'd probably have gone another few days what with leaving them in the car and swapping them with my sandals/church shoes/flip-flops before I clued in. Seems as if I've now got 4 sets of shoes: two pairs of matched up Sauconys and two not-pairs but-they-fit-just-fine Sauconys. As long as I don't mix and match (or maybe it won't matter - may have to try it...) when running, I have two extra sets of sneakers. GOLDEN!!

Still breathing....

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