I went on a nice quiet run this morning. In my brand new tennies. They felt great. White and cushiony. I have lots of tennies and I keep them for way too long. Alan thinks I should reduce my pile. I tell him these are for gardening and these for kayaking and these are my back up work tennies and naturally, I can't part with this pair because I wear those for the family camping trip. I need them all Alan. You know that. He's right of course. But I don't toss out easily. As a kid we used our bath towels until they resembled cheesecloth. Old habits and all that. But I think it's time to clean up my act.
By the way, the title of this post refers to a line from this song.