During my morning run in Amsterdam earlier this week in my new Brooks (pictured left), I got to thinking about the places these shoes have gone and where they'll go.
It was rainy on Monday and I was running in the gravel/sand, so that's still on my shoes. I ran through some mud in Cork and on gravel in Concord. My sneakers have become a passport of sorts and are records of where I've been.
It's similar to finding sand in your suitcase from that beach trip you took last year. When you see the sand, you're immediately taken back to the day out on the beach when the weather was perfect, the seagulls were overhead and life just seemed to slow to a stop.
A week from now I'll be back in Concord. I'll get back to my routine and back to school. I'll start to run in the heat and through the trails and parks in the area. But wherever I go, I'll keep a piece of Amsterdam and Cork and the other parts of Ireland that I'll still venture to. My shoes will remember where I've been.