My intended blog has been interrupted to pay homage to a special pair of shoes. These particular shoes have taken me on many adventures. Yesterday they were trekking over boulders, through the bushes and over the red dirt of Point Lobos. Today, they were muddling through the water, sand and the rocks of Lovers Point Bay. As usual, I was caught off guard by the tide. Which is good because the salt water washed away the red dirt stains. The little guys are now drying on the window sill of my apartment.
Over the years I lost count as to how many times my feet have been soaked in water or mud. Tonight, I thought about that. As I walked home wearing the water soaked shoes and socks, I realized that these hiking shoes have been through the adventures of 2 states. I bought these shoes in 2008 when I was stationed in Arizona. Their initiation was traveling with me as we scoured through the desert, streams, mountains and pastures. My shoes do not have time to collect spider webs...lol Now, each day, they sit by the door gaining the rest they need in order to conquer the hills, creeks, tide pools, mountains and roads of my tiny bay town.
They have been my constant support. These shoes have slipped off of boulders, have been dug deep into the dirt of cliffs, filled with seaweed, covered in sand or cactus needles and constantly stained by red, brown or black dirt. They have been through the ringer! Each time I buy a new pair of tennis shoes, I get my moneys worth. I rely on these hiking shoes to keep me going. I could be doing anything, but if my shoes aren't willing to keep up, they are useless.
They are worn and do need to be put to rest because they are on their last leg...or should I say last toe...lol
Bye my friend. Thank you for keeping my feet comfy.
Silly blog? Maybe to some. Even the smallest of things in our lives should be appreciated.
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