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Today was the first day in the last 10 days that I haven't arranged to run with anyone. I could of got up early and ran with the group at 8am, but it's a holiday, the years are catching up with me and I need as much beauty sleep as I can bank.

Now that Julyathon and Augustathon are officially history and I've made no public pledge to do Septemberathon, I could, if I wanted, not run today. I went to the gym this morning and did an upper body workout. That's twice in 6 weeks I've been to the gym. My upper body workout cost me $27.45.

My IT band is sore and my calves are tight. The thought of a rest seemed very appealing. Earned even. Then about 2pm I walked past my new super-sonic-practically-bonic running shoes. They were still in the box.

Hmmmmmm ........

They deserve an outing. I should test the powers these shoes possess. I should do it alone. What if they make me so fast I am unable to keep up with my legs?

So I pulled on my running stuff and laced up my New Balance 825. I stepped tenatively, unsure if they make you instantly fast. I seemed to be able to walk normally.

I had applied body glide to every part of my body, incase of wind burn, you can't be too careful when travelling at high velocity. Carefully I started my run.

The first mile seemed about the same speed as any other slow run. Maybe I'm running so slow the shoes still think I'm walking? I'll pick up the pace a little and then the shoes will kick in and I'll take off. The second mile was faster than the first, not to blow my own trumpet, but I think it was totally down to me. The shoes really didn't participate.

Maybe there is a turbo button or special move to kick in the power? The last mile was about the same as mile two, and just like the previous mile, I did all the work. Quite frankly, they just performed like, well, like shoes.