Through the last 6 months, I've faced some trying times, exhausting times and seemingly never-ending times. This post is a tribute to a silent but constant companion, having been the proverbial dependable shoulder whenever required and therefore now having become an inseparable part of my daily life.
My Nike.
I walked into a Nike showroom to replace my worn pair of shoes (not Nike). I was just starting on an assignment that required me to be on my feet the whole day. That meant upto 8 hours of standing and upto 6 hours of continuous walking. And yes, I do get paid for it :P
I knew I had to be suitably armed. What I was not armed for however, was the price tag that "the" shoe came with. It fit like a glove and cushioned my feet. In short, it was perfect. Except for the cost. No prizes for guessing the outcome though. I parted with a cool five digit sum and bought the pair.
My friends reacted with "Ew, it's flourescent yellow! Didn't you get any other colour?"
I was resigned to wearing it, reactions notwithstanding. Irrespective of weather, trouser colour and day of the week. And the funny part is, it went quite decently with most of my clothes. As luck would have it, my work took me to many shoe outlets and my choice of footwear has worked in my favour many a time :)
Six months later, the only change in me from using Nike is weight loss. My feet were.. still around, despite the insane amount of walking I had done. In shape, fresh as a flower and stout as ever.
I owe it to My Nike.
My Nike.
I walked into a Nike showroom to replace my worn pair of shoes (not Nike). I was just starting on an assignment that required me to be on my feet the whole day. That meant upto 8 hours of standing and upto 6 hours of continuous walking. And yes, I do get paid for it :P
I knew I had to be suitably armed. What I was not armed for however, was the price tag that "the" shoe came with. It fit like a glove and cushioned my feet. In short, it was perfect. Except for the cost. No prizes for guessing the outcome though. I parted with a cool five digit sum and bought the pair.
My friends reacted with "Ew, it's flourescent yellow! Didn't you get any other colour?"
I was resigned to wearing it, reactions notwithstanding. Irrespective of weather, trouser colour and day of the week. And the funny part is, it went quite decently with most of my clothes. As luck would have it, my work took me to many shoe outlets and my choice of footwear has worked in my favour many a time :)
Six months later, the only change in me from using Nike is weight loss. My feet were.. still around, despite the insane amount of walking I had done. In shape, fresh as a flower and stout as ever.
I owe it to My Nike.
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