I miss my mom and pop running shoe store.  I miss Christine, who, the first time we met, had me remove my shoes and socks, while she got down on the floor eye level with my bare feet, to study them.   Christine and I spoke the same language:  over-pronation, plantar fasciitis, and collapsing arches.  She had introduced me to Brooks Adrenalines, which marked the beginning of a running shoe romance, which is still going strong. Christine closed shop two years ago, thanks to the recession and a high rental situation, and I am still searching for my new shoe store. … Continue reading →