Thus the lumping together of my weekend.
Went for a run on Friday. I had wanted to do a loop in Vermont, a loop I saw on the running route website that I thought was manageable for me. But it was so cold that day, I gave up on the idea as I was being blown into an icicle on my way home to change. It had just stopped raining and was very cloudy, and the wind was merciless. So I decided to finally hit the football track. It was close to home, you run in loops like a hamster, and if it starts to rain you can just run home.
When I finally hit the track after weeks of fantasizing about running on it, it turned out to be incredibly boring. I realized now that I am no longer satisfied with running in one place (treadmill) or running in loops (track or pond). I really needed some interesting scenery to keep me going. It's all part of the motivation and fun. I especially like to try new route, because not knowing where I am going somehow keeps me calm and focus on running ahead into the unknown.
I lost count after 4 laps. I must've done 8 or 9, and called it a day. It was freezing but kind of suffocating at the same time. I think I much prefer running in the heat than in the cold. Not good for New Hampshire life, but it makes you cherish the summers here even more.
Saturday Boston Trip
On Saturday I went into Boston. I had something I was intending on attending in the morning, but for some most ridiculous reason (that's too irrelevant for this blog), we didn't go. We (my friends and I) were supposed to carpool to Boston, do our thing, with me taking off on my own afterwards and come back via the bus.
But I was too wound up to not go. I was too mentally prepared to get out of here for the day. So at 11am I hopped on the bus anyway and went by myself, and boy it was worth it.
My main mission for the trip was to find a pair of new running shoes. I was unhappy with the two pair of trail running shoes I have, and really want some professional opinion on what is the best for me. And professional opinions I got, thankfully.
There are two City Sports and one Marathon Sports stores within walking distance in Boston, and countless shoe stores in between. One was near Washington Ave, and had a basement outlet. I went in and a sales person was very nice in helping me. He let me take off my shoes and walked away and toward him, and told me that I'm more of a neutral walker and should pick from their line of neutral shoes. He skillfully pointed out the features of different brands and models. They even had the new Soucony Kinvara 5, which I just read about and didn't know were out already. I looked around a bit more and left the store.
I then went to the second City Sports, since it was the next on the way. It was more crowded in there, and the selections were a bit different, but not as numerous, and they had fewer sales. I left.
I eventually made my way to Marathon Sports. It's a small cozy running store on Boylston Street near where the Boston Marathon bombing occurred last year. It's actually right next to a candy store I went last year, but I had never paid attention to it then. And it was bustling with activity when I went in. Everyone wanted to get fitted, and there was some sort of line forming that was very mysterious to me. What's worse, the employees don't have any ways to identify themselves; they look just like the customers, and only revealed themselves as they rolled out professional opinions or brought out shoes. I was just standing about, trying to catch the eyes of someone who's hopefully trained to looking for eye-catching confused customers. I befriended an equally confused lady, and we got fitted together by this really nice girl.
The procedure was similar. We had to take our shoes off, roll up our pant legs, walk really fast away and toward her. We also had to stand feet shoulder length apart and together, and were inquired about our injury history. Then she got us some shoes to try.
I think she was really good. She bought me a pair of Brooks Dyad 7 and a pair of Asics Fortitude 3. I tried the Brooks first, they felt good, in that I didn't really feel anything in them. They were a good fit. I ran around the small store, and ran outside around the block on concrete (the store was carpeted). I liked them. Then I was asked to try the Asics. They also felt okay. But I could feel the structured heel that didn't quite fit with mine, and the rubber strips they put around the side (for decoration, I presumed) were rubbing against my little toe. I didn't quite feel them as much when I was running, but I wasn't sure if after a longer run I was going to get blisters from them or not. Needless to say, I preferred the Brooks.