Several years ago, in 199?, I went to a podiatrist and got custom orthotics, and now those orthotics sure do need resurfacing. Refurbishing. And Ekim just got me new running shoes (he was out shopping and saw my shoes on sale, and got them. My current shoes are in bad shape.) Since I'm making this shoe transition, it's really tempting to just give up the orthotics, because really, I'm not sure they ever really did much for me, and having them repaired will take at least two weeks. Heck, after two weeks, I might be accustomed to their absence. And once you put orthotics in a shoe, you're committed; they make such a heavy indentation in the shoe. It seems to me that the nightly ibuprofen is probably all I need.
Must be nice to be so swift of foot and not need running shoes. Roadrunners cross the road to get to the other side as quickly as possible before scary predators get them. This one's going to relax with a nice, tasty whateveritis he has in his mouth. And yes, I've heard of Christopher McDougall's book, Born to Run, about the Tarahumara Indians, but I will never ever be a barefoot runner. I might check out the book, though. It sounds incredibly interesting, and I understand it is a now a movie.
That reminds me: I should get up and take the new shoes for a whirl.