Little Miss Runner Pants

we have a woman on a mission here people, and she needs our help.

noames, over at 26.2 vs. Naomi has come up with a brilliant plan and i'm here to spread the word.

currently our most hysterical and ever so brilliant writer-runner-friend is in Senegal, pursuing journalism greatness, mastering the art of the african dance and, apparently... swimming much like that of a drowned pigeon (to quote the lady herself)..

anyway... its come to her attention that her fellow Dakar-ians (people that live in Dakar? i dunno.. what do YOU call them?!?) are, although active and athletic, fitnessing about in plastic jellies (that would be shoes, people...!! stay with me!) while attempting to run, hop, jump, volley and do all other sport related verbs you can think of.

kinda makes your knees hurt just thinking about, huh?!

SO!! here's the thing. we, the RBF and great blogging community that we are...

we can help!
how can we help?

SHOES!!!! i don't know about y'all but noames totally called me on it by pointing out that a few hundred miles into a new pair of Asics (my preferred brand. and seriously. could someone from that company please start reading this blog? i plug them like its my job...) and they get tossed to the back of the closet.

only to make special appearences when mowing the lawn or doing other various versions of yard-work.

(which is to say they never come outta the closet because... i live in a loft. there is no yard. but i digress...)

anyway, point being.. noames is returning to NY in a few and has asked any and all runners/bloggers, if interested, to email her (read her post for her email, i doubt she'd love me dearly for giving it out on my own!) for her address and send her your old sneaks!!

brilliant, right?

RIGHT! so, go. read. (even if you dont wanna send shoes.. she's effing hysterical. just read. you'll be hooked) and do good things!

m'kay?! m'kay!! my job here is done...