I’m really not sure why or how this happened, but for some reason, the stars aligned, and this week has been all about socks. Yes, socks. Engaged life is so exciting, you guys.
To be precise, there have been exactly two sock-related incidents. The first happened today, when I had the genius idea to wear ski socks while on my morning run. See, when I woke up this morning, I opened my weather app to check the temperature, and I had a very specific number in mind. If it’s 25 or above, I’m running, I thought to myself. After Monday’s yoga and yesterday’s snow, which held me hostage indoors to complete a living room workout, I just really wanted to move and shake outdoors.
Of course, the temperature read exactly 25 degrees, even if I was secretly hoping it’d be well above 30. Crap, I thought. No backing out now. I’m sticking to my word.
As a side note, over the past few days, I’ve been dealing with a weird wisdom tooth thing. I don’t know how else to describe it; I’m literally 26.8 years old and teething like a toddler. It’s painful, and my cheek is swollen. My mouth feels like it’s being stabbed. Working out and bouncing around hasn’t felt particularly good either, but at the same time, it’s the only 30-60 minutes of the day when I feel normal, or at least like I’m doing something for myself.
My point is that I knew I needed to run, but I couldn’t risk any more discomfort than I was already feeling. If I went out there with a throbbing jaw, and then subjected myself to frozen toes, I might have just sat down and wept. Or something.
I had to be tactful, and I just knew how to do it. Ski socks, I thought to myself. I’ll run in big, knee-high, pink fleece ski socks.
I wouldn’t suggest this to anyone else; it’s obviously not true running gear, and for many, you’ll probably find yourself with extremely sweaty feet. But for today, on my three-mile run to Gramercy, Union Square and Madison Square Park, they were perfect. Ski socks saved the day, and in turn, I enjoyed a beautiful holiday run.
Then there’s the second time this week when socks saved the day, and this little anecdote actually takes us back to Monday. Ever since my company decided to be awesome and to offer yoga on Monday evenings, I’ve been swapping my morning runs for a nighttime flow. For one, it allows me to sleep in on Monday mornings, which has been a little too amazing. And of course, it’s also great because I’ve been struggling to keep up my yoga practice since moving offices out of Union Square – a hub of affordable (I use that term relatively) city studios.
My only complaint about yoga at PHD to date has been the mats. They’re actually pretty sweet – they’re purple, extra long, and have our company’s logo at the top. The only problem is that they’re brand spanking new, which also means they’re slippery as a mossy log. Try holding a downward facing dog while your arms and legs increasingly spread apart by the second; in no time, you’ve found yourself splayed out in plank without breaking a sweat.
So you can imagine how thrilled I was when I discovered Great Soles, a functional, fashionable sock that provides grip, stability and a whole lotta sweaty swag. So far, they’ve become popular among Pilates, barre, yoga and dance enthusiasts, but I have to be honest, the inner fashionista in me was pretty pumped about the cool colors and patterns more than anything else. Plus, I do love me a good gripper sole.
I also tend to be fond of brands that give back as much as they take in – and compassion is at the core of the Great Soles philosophy. The company is dedicated to their support of cancer research and education by donating a portion of their profits and sharing information about the disease with every customer they touch. (Full disclosure, their Pink Ribbon Campaign is in memory of one of the most incredible, caring and loving women that I have ever come to know.)
I received my Great Soles three-pack late last week, and from the moment I unveiled them, I knew they’d be just perfect for my Monday night yoga flow. This week, I wore my purple tie die pair at the office, and they enabled me to move with much more ease than I previously could, holding poses without stress and transitioning with plenty of ease.
I was so excited about them that I knew I couldn’t wait until the following class to wear them again, and so I tried out another pair (this time with adorable little straps – who knew!) while working out on Tuesday morning in my living room. Again, absolutely, positively in love.
THE GREAT SOLES GIVEAWAY!
Now, I know I’m not big on reviews and giveaways, but after discovering these fitness must-haves, I knew I had to spread the word. Better yet, my newfound buddies over at Great Soles were kind enough to offer two of you the chance to win a few pairs of your own. So what can you win? Here are the details.
The giveaway is for a Femme Fatale gift pack (three socks per pack), and there will be two winners!
- Black Ballet Ped
- Pink Ribbon Ombre Dip Dyed
- Lace Ped
Yea, they’re pretty hot. Entering the giveaway is super easy. There are two ways to enter, and you can get up to two entries.
1. Leave a comment below with the workout YOU can’t wait to wear your new Great Soles for.
2. Tweet the following: I just entered to win the Femme Fatale gift pack from @GreatSoles! ❤ this #giveaway! http://bit.ly/1fFnGAU
The giveaway will end on Monday, December 23rd at 12PM. Winners will be chosen randomly.
But wait, that’s not all! (Sorry, I couldn’t resist.) Great Soles has been generous enough to offer all Will Run For Glitter readers 10% off, so if you’re looking for last-minute stocking stuffers (or gifts for yourself), these are kind of perfect. Just use the code WRFG10 when you check out.