It’s the Shoes

On Saturday, I walked confidently into the cycling class.

On Tuesday, I had hesitated as I entered the room.

On Saturday, I walked directly to a cycling bike.

On Tuesday, I had pondered which bike I would claim.

On Saturday, the instructor welcomed me to the class.

On Tuesday, the instructor had asked “Is this your first class?”

On Saturday, I knew my rehabilitated hip would stay in place during and after class.

On Tuesday, I had wondered if my hip could handle such strain after taking off six months.

On Saturday, the instructor looked me in the eye when she asked my name.

On Tuesday, the instructor glanced at the “extra” around my belly when she asked who I was.

On Saturday, I confidently earned my sweat.

On Tuesday, I had repetitively checked the clock.

On Saturday, I wore my cycling shoes with the clips.

On Tuesday, I had worn my clunky tennis shoes.

Yes. It’s the shoes.

The shoes always make the difference.

I’m attempting to take part in the “The Fifth Annual Slice of Life Story Challenge” through the month of March. The challenge is run by Two Writing Teachers.

8 thoughts on “It’s the Shoes

  1. Maria says:

    Laughs!

    Perfect, seeing as how you are ordering the “perfect” shoes with me! I’m not a shoe person, but I agree. When I did theater, I was always able to transform most completely into my character when my shoes were just right.

  2. says:

    At least you went to.class on Saturday AND Tuesday. I haven’t left my couch on weeks.

    Hilarious post! It is the shoes. It is always the shoes.
    Cathy

  3. says:

    Very amusing. Shoes can make or break any event. Your post immediately made me think of “Hey, I put some new shoes on,
    And suddenly everything is right,” Lyrics from “New Shoes” a fun song by Paola Nutini.

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