I have been nagged into action. Nagged on as only a mother knows how.
Inspired by all my walkies, my mom has been asking if she could get me a pair of walking shoes. I have demurred on countless occasions - not wanting to be obligated any more than I have to - and good thing I did too.
Like my new walkie shoes?
Good thing I didn't give in to my mom because these look better than anything she would have picked (we have very different ideas on what's stylish) and cost twice as much as she would have been willing to pay for. I look on these shoes as an investment on my body and my time.
Plus I'll be damned if I'm going to walk around in white and pink crosstrainers.
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