One of the "lay low" activities I've been doing this week is opening, sorting, and disposing of 28+ years of boxes and the "treasures" therein. It's fascinating what we collect - and deem worthy of keeping - across a life-time of schools, travels, and adventures. A memory I hadn't thought about in decades can come rushing back in vivid detail at just the sight of an item peaking out of a box. For example, I still have my reading record from first grade. Just a (thick) stack of index cards stapled one on top of the next, the record represents every time I took home a book from our classroom library to read, then returned along with another line of a index card filled with title and a parent's signature. 278 books over the course of a school year. Now my current ransacking of the Austin public library doesn't look so out of the ordinary.
I also found these...
The shoes in which I trained for and ran my first marathon. I bandited Boston in 2002 with a college friend, although neither of us really knew what we were doing other than that each long run needed to be longer than the previous one. Full-time college students also putting on the annual Hasty Pudding show, we trained on negative sleep, or at least it felt like it.
These shoes weigh a TON. Ok, actually only 12.25 ounces (with 2002 orthotics). EACH.
Here's what I currently wear to run marathons in.
They - Saucony Fastwitches - weigh 3.5 ounces less (8.75 ounces), each, despite being a full size larger (all the pounding will do that to feet) and containing full orthotics (instead of three-quarter length).
Thank goodness memory lane is so full of technological advances!!
And today's bonus picture, as seen on the drive from Indiana to Wisconsin:
A pick-up pulling a sizable RV pulling a pretty big fishing boat. I think it does actually add up to 18 wheels.