The shoes that leave everybody else in the dust
I needed new walking shoes. At the shoe store I narrowed the choice down to two pairs. Trying them on and looking them over carefully, I noticed the words “ALL TERRAIN” printed on both shoes of one pair.
Suddenly I pictured myself zooming through my neighborhood — up hills, down hills, around curves, passing startled bicyclers and runners, neighbors staring wide-eyed with mouths agape, my old-age infirmities overcome, my white hair whipping out from beneath the edges of a helmet, a cloud of dust and smoke in my wake.
That’s the pair I bought.
If you’re in my neighborhood and you see me in my new shoes — LOOK OUT!
— Sally Mook, a reader in Blacksburg