When I was a kid I used to read Highlights magazine. One of the features that fascinated me may have been called Was My Face Red or something similar. It was about kids who got in embarrassing situations. I must have been storing up humiliating stories to lessen the feel of the ones I managed to get myself into in the future.
Those of you who have been following me for awhile know about the head gear on one early morning run. That could have had this title.
But my most recent adventure has to do with the switched bike shoes. I remember finishing the race and looking at the design inside the bike shoes near my bike and knowing that my shoes were plain black or something similar inside so these couldn't be mine. When I got home I used them on my bike and they didn't clip in as nicely as my own shoes had and they hurt and they were too small.
I looked at the photos taken that day and the bottom was not the same. I sent an email to the race director to see if he heard from the person who had taken my shoes.
Tuesday I took a bike ride and the shoes I had hurt and didn't click in well. Today - Wednesday - my foot hurt all day. So I decided I needed to get the shoes I had had before they got switched. I went to Burlington and basically chatted the sales guys ear off and told him all of the above. He got some new shoes for me and was putting the cleats on when I remembered the shoes I had now were in my car. (I had told him they were at home.) So I went out and got them, brought them in and they were the same shoes I had gotten out of my car. What does that mean? I had had my own shoes all along.
Why did my foot hurt? In fact it still hurts! Why was it not clicking in as easily? Why did the bottoms look different? Perhaps the reverse placebo effect. You expect it not to be okay and it is not. I felt like a fool although the guy gave me some outs like I was concentrating on riding not what the shoe looked like and perhaps I had not straightened out the tongue. Truthfully my foot is killing me tonight. I am going to ride to school tomorrow and expect it to feel fine! But I hope my bike develops on problems because I am never going back to my favorite bike shop again.
quick side notes
It wasn't a wasted trip to Burlington. I went for a run on the bike path at a beautiful time of day. Loved it!
Colleagues who read my facebook account of my race instantly stopped me in the hall to see my calf (the number) which was no longer there! They were most fascinated by that. Why do tris do that and running races not? Does anyone know?
I am still just a wee bit giddy over how well I feel I did last weekend. I got wonderful calls from both my children! Loved it.
I have yet another tri this coming weekend, probably the last for the year. As I am typing this I have a big smile on my face. I do like triathlons.
And back to the bike shoes -- I may be embarrassed but I have around 100 dollars I didn't expect to still have!