New Semester. New Kicks. I've Given up on Dress Shoes, Simply Because I Love Good Sneakers to Spruce up a Classroom Fit

It's not that I have a Saucony fetish, but I love Saucony sneakers for running and walking, so why not get Clearance kicks as dress shoes to wear with pants and a sport coat. Seems reasonable to me, and if you saw my sneakers, you'd see all of them with the treads wore off because I move too much. Still, I do like buying new ones to keep my aging-fart self feeling young...at least on my feet. 

I wore my first new pair to class last night. I expected a compliment, but didn't hear a thing. It's all good. Let the weeks roll some before people look at my feet.

I'll debut the 2nd pair tomorrow, although they're more tame and subdued than these. But the ones I wear for walking are on their way out, as my heal is popping through he bottom and there's no traction left.

This morning, I am thinking about being 51 and how I can't keep the 8 a.m. - 10 p.m. pace. I physically can't do it...my brain shuts off. I tried, but I need breaks, so Crandall has to rethink some things. 14-hour days have been my way for over 40 years, but I'm slowing down and I'm totally ready to admit, "Yes, I'm slowing down." The fact that our institutions allow anyone to work 14 hour days is insane, anyway. 

Ah, but I'm heading back to campus because I teach a turbo this morning into the afternoon. My brain is still trying to shut down coming home late last night. It's too much (and of course the copiers were down....my fault for leaving it to the last of my to-do tasks when it should have been the first). 

Okay, feet. Be happy. Should be an exciting day ahead with new adventures, lots of mid-July sweat (in September), and email demand from colleagues who haven't corresponded since May. Joy.