I know what you are thinking? Those shoes are pink. They ALMOST look like they date back to say the early 1990’s when those colors were in season. But wait, those colors are in season again. Right? So I could tell you anything you want to hear. These shoes are brand new. I just bought them. Swear. Or I could tell you they are 22-years-old and have been stored in a small bag with my harness and chalk bag, bouncing from car to car, house to house over the past two decades only to emerge now under a misguided idea that perhaps I can start climbing indoors even with nerve damage in both arms. Maybe this sounds heroic? Pathetic? Mystic? Comic? Spastic?
Oh, they still fit. I’m sure climbing shoes have come a long way but before I buy anything new I will be visiting the local climbing gym, of which there is a massive one within about four miles of my house. This place. It looks unreal good. Too good for me, but we’ll see.