You know that expression "grow a pair?"
Me neither, because I'm buying some...shoes that is. Well, if you can call these shoes.
I ordered them online tonight.
I tried on a pair about a month ago (my cousin turned me on to them), but wasn't quite ready to fork over the cash. But Friday night I had decided that Saturday was indeed a special day, and I'd make the big purchase before my Saturday run.
But the barefoot universe had something else in mind...Apparently these suckers are all the rage because EVERYONE WAS SOLD OUT.
The Salt Lake Running Store? Sold Out.
REI? Sold Out.
Even St. George Running? You guessed it, sold out.
And apparently the company can't make them fast enough to keep up with demand (gah!). They all told me to keep checking back, but that they weren't expecting a big shipment until this summer.
Thank goodness for the world wide intrawebs (Al Gore, I salute your efforts.)
I found a pair...And there were only seven left in a size 37 on the Vibram website. Scratch that... there are now only six pairs left.
The journey continues...
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