We started poorly. The owner I hoped to impress was very uncomfortable with our first trek. Many times between mile 0 and mile 6 my new owner endured hip, ankle and toe pain.
He laced both shoes tighter after the first 2 miles but never found a comfortable fit. i showed no signs of wear other than sole discoloration.
I hope day 2 is better.
I’m a shoe. More specifically I’m a New Balance 590 AT trail running shoe, but you can call me “N” for short. I’m here because my new owner has high expectations for me. My conception began in some factory probably located in the northeast United States, but a shoe’s life actually begins once purchased and worn. My owner purchased me to replace two failures. Those failures were two different pair of Saucony Cohesion 9 running shoes and both pair either deformed or disintegrated in two months time — much to my owner’s disappointment. A little research and $50 later I arrived with the promise of documented adventures.
- longevity: My lifetime longevity goal is 6 months or three times the period of the previous pair of shoes. Anything less than 6 months is a failure.
- durability: I will be durable and develop no holes, tears, deformation or significant component breakdown within the next 6 months from normal activity. Replacement should be based on sole wear not decomposition.
- comfort: I will be comfortable on all trail, street and indoor terrain without producing blisters, overheating or pinches.
- support: I will provide good overall foot support with no heel or arch breakdown.
My owner will take me to places I could never imagine. Of course, I’m a shoe so no one manufacturers or purchases me for an imagination. I aspire to serve my owner so he will enjoy my life, I will enhance his and he will purchase more shoes just like me in the future. Stay tuned for my “N” adventures
The teacher took a day trip with friends. She was shopping when an elderly lady approached her and asked,
“When you go to the hair dresser, what do they call that?” The lady pointed to her hair.
The teacher asked, “Do you mean the style or the color?”
The elder clarified, “What do they call that type of perm.”
“Oh“, the teacher replied, “This is not a perm, it is my natural hair.”
The old lady called to three of her friends. They gathered around the teacher in awe exclaiming, “That’s natural!”
The teacher purchased cookie dough from a fund-raising group at school.
The prodigy noticed the cookie dough sitting in the freezer and asked, “Are you going to make cookies this weekend?”
The teacher sighed and replied, “Probably not this weekend.”
The prodigy quickly asked, “Are you sure?, It’s a long weekend.”
The teacher made cookies!