Tonight, I found a pair of shoes under my bed. Not just any shoes — awesome shoes.
Admit it – you want some.
My red converse low tops.
There is a story behind these shoes – how I desperately wanted them, but couldn’t afford them.
How my previous pair of converse was, quite literally, falling apart at the seams.
How, one day, I walked into Target and went to visit them just like I did every time I went to Target.
But this day, they were on clearance.
This day, I bought them.
I loved them.
I wore them everywhere for months.
So when I found them tonight, I was surprised that I could have ever forgotten them.
Then I remembered that for quite sometime, I forgot there even existed shoes beyond running shoes.
Forgot that there was anything that even existed beyond the next workout, the next micro-meal, the next weigh-in.
I packed my sweet little red shoes in my overnight bag for the weekend.
They’re making a comeback tomorrow, a tangible reminder of things forgotten and found again.
I wonder what other forgotten things I’ll discover on this road to recovery.