Saying Goodbye to a Good Pair of Shoes.

I bought a new (much-needed) pair of shoes this weekend for cardio. My trainer advised I just get a cheaper end, basic pair one-half size up from the perfect snug size to leave room for any common swelling. They are nothing fancy just a basic white pair that cost $19.99 plus tax. Tonight was the first night I tried them out and I must say they have passed thus far with flying colors. That being said, the trash man runneth tomorrow so I dug out my old pair to discard them but I feel like before they go off to shoe heaven I must pay a tribute to them. Send them off in style so to speak.

 Oh Saucony, we have been through a lot this decade.
I bought you in 2001 right after my 21st birthday in Olathe Kansas with my first real paycheck.
I selected you from the rummage pile at a discount, last season clothing store similar to Marshall's. If I remember correctly you cost $35 and some change.
Oh there were other pink and glittery girl tennis shoes smiling at me but I chose you.
It's been almost 10 solid years.
You supported me when I got my first management job at Blockbusters and Amoco, then Walgreens and even at my current job. We went to countless pool halls, bars and concerts together. Remember when we saw "They Might Be Giants"? Remember how we danced.
Remember all the hikes we went on? And Bonnaroo?
Oh how we splashed in puddles.
You still have the frayed string from where Guido the hairless Chihuahua chewed on you.
There are spots on you still from where we stained Cheryl's deck.
Last year we logged at least 600 miles biking and jogging. It's been a phenomenal journey with you my friends. Maybe one day I'll actually learn how to pronounce your name.
In Steve Madden's name,  Amen.