With the red Nikes, I ran in my neighborhood and on the treadmill. I wore them to ride my bike around Ocean Beach and once or twice to the tide pools at Cabrillo State Park.
The gray sneakers became my hiking shoes. I didn’t mind that they got dirty in the desert or on the trails around San Diego. They took me up and down Cowles and Iron Mountains, Mount Woodsen and Los Penasquitos. When those day hikes stopped being challenging, I decided, with little logic, that I was ready for the Appalachian Trail.