I can remember as a kid the thrill of getting new tennis shoes right before school started. I'd beg my Mom to let me wear my new sparkling white shoes out of the store. She would agree and we'd jam the old "knock-around" pair in the box and I'd rush to lace up the new ones.
I truly believed I ran faster in my new sneaks; something my kids believe now.
I always (and still do) hated getting new shoes T! (the lucky fin).
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