When I started to jog
Back in ‘75
(When so many of you
Weren’t even alive)
The choices of shoes
You would wear on a run,
For a woman, at least,
Made the shopping no fun.
Just Adidas and Brooks,
And with limited styles,
Were the options to wear
As I chalked up the miles.
Then came Reebok, but still,
All the pickings were slim
So you’d see the same shoes
On the streets or the gym.
But that isn’t the case
Anymore, as you know.
The selection had managed
To crazily grow.
As I sit here and marvel
At sneaker-clad feet,
I will rarely, if ever,
Detect a repeat.
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