The shoes in this photo represent a past and the present.  The dirty old shoes in the back have been with me for almost every training run I've done since starting triathlons.  They have been waiting for me at T2 and found a way to carry my still too-heavy body through to a finish in 6 triathlons and one half-marathon.

The new pair in the front is from the same family - just a newer model.  I took them out for their inaugural run at lunch.  I now have three blisters to show that we still have to get to know each other.  I should have known that socks were in order.  I guess I was overly optimistic about how easy it would be to move on from my old friends.

I'm curious if anyone else has a hard time saying goodbye to their favorite running shoes?  I've needed new shoes for months and months.  Just hated to see the old guys go up on the shelf!  At this rate, there is no way I will ever be able to convince myself to buy a new bike!

On a more serious note, I have a lot of friends in transition.  Jobs, relationships, health and even a death.  I hope I can be the trusted friend that is waiting for each of them in transition.

Take care, friends.