Actually, for once in, like, forEVAH, it is not raining here in MA. Srsly, this is the grossest, coldest, rainiest, summer I can remember. But! enough about the weather, and on to the fun stuff!
I teach three classes on Thursdays, so it is simultaneously my favorite and least-favorite day of the week. But the great thing about this Thursday is that it is the day before tomorrow, which is the day I get to drive the two hours down to Connecticut for a master class with Tanya B.! Yay! Add to that plans for dinner with a bunch of friends afterward and you have the makings of a great start to the weekend. There may even be a margarita or two involved. Mmmmmmmm...
Did I tell you about my new Zumba shoes? I don't think I did, because I have been so ridiculously bad at updating. So...Guess what! I got new Zumba shoes! Yeah, I totally did! I know, you're surprised.
I needed new sneakers anyway because my old Nike Shox Cameos were six months old and when you teach eleven or twelve classes a week that's, well, pretty old. But the money wasn't really there, so I kept putting it off.
And then, somehow (I'm still not sure how), I lost my Cameos! Um, like, one day they were there and I wore them to class, and the next day I went to teach and they were gone. So I taught for a week in my cruddy old Target clearance specials and by the end of the week my feet totally wanted to kill me in my sleep, with my calves a willing accomplice, so I broke down and ordered whatever was on clearance at Nike.com.
And here they are:
My babies! These are the Nike Air Strike Turf Womens Training Shoe. They don't have the fancy-dancy spin-spot like all the other Nikes ("all the other" Nikes being the two others I've owned) I have used since I started teaching, but they were heavily recommended among my fellow Zumba instructors and, hey, they were on clearance, so I figured I'd give them a go. They couldn't be worse than my Target specials.
I also bought these babies, because they were so cute, and I reasoned that I was getting two pairs of shoes for the price I normally pay for one, and then I would be able to do what all the big-time trainers tell you and switch back and forth between two pairs. Plus they were so dang cute:
So cute! Unfortunately for me, 1) my husband balked at all the money I spent this month when, y'know, teaching full-time for the YMCA isn't exactly raking in the dough and 2) I look totally ridiculous in them. Like that saying goes, I lived through the high top sneaker craze the first time through, so I should know better than to wear them the next time. Sigh...they were totally cute though, and it almost physically hurt to return them. Poo.
So anyway, I have been wearing the Turfs for a week and a half and I lurve them! I was having trouble with sticking to the floors in the studios of almost all my locations, but these turn on anything. I wish I bought half a size bigger, but since I can't exchange them--Nike's website is all sold out--I'll just deal.
Now, I know, I know, this is kind of a sticky follow-up to my last post on world hunger and facing my ugly consumerist ways, so to counter that, I'm donating a bunch of my old sneaks, and some of my kids' not-too-destroyed shoes, to a charity right here in MA that gives shoes to people who need 'em, for various reasons including poverty and earthquake. After I wash the feet-stink out of them. Seriously...how the heck do my kids stink up their shoes so badly?