This morning was my short run of the weekend and I got up before the butt crack of dawn strapped on my new shoes and out I went. First off, it was only a five-miler; second, if they started causing to many problems I could call my sister and she could bring me another pair of shoes (I was on the streets). They felt great during my warm-up. When I started running my feet were almost purring as much as they do in my Mizunos.
I completed my five and a half miles, got home, everyone was still asleep (that included the dogs) took my shoes off and my feet still felt pretty good.
Tomorrow I have a 10-miler, I will be hitting the trail with my old Nikes, they will probably have two more long runs (tomorrow included) before they are put into retirement. They have done me proud!!