A Dilemma!

I have a dilemma. I really do not know what to do.

A company mailed me a pair of brand new running shoes in the hopes that I would try them, like them and then write a favorable review of them.

Well...that would be fine except for one teensy-weensy problem.

I am absolutely, positively convinced that I now have the only brand of running shoe that I will ever wear. No exceptions. Don't even think about trying to get me to change! You see, it would be quite pointless.

Why is that, you ask?

The fact of the matter is, it was a long, hard road (pardon the pun) to find the perfect shoe for me to run in. And I have. And I will not change. Nope. Never. No way.

Got the message?

Okay.

Now, back to the shoes I just got. How they ever knew my shoe size is a mystery.

And no- I will not tell you my shoe size!

My age, sure. You may think I'm old, or you may think I'm not, frankly, I don't care what you think about my age. I have absolutely no vanity about how old I am. Heck, I'm downright proud of each year I'm here to breathe the air. And even more proud of each year I can run. So, you'll never catch me hesitating about telling my age. When I am at a race, I am more than happy to parade right up to the right table with its gaudy age-group-sign. And I'll smile when I reach for my entry form. The entire world is watching you say? No matter.

But ask me my shoe size and I'll hem and haw and beat around the bush. Nope; unless you happen to be blessed with feet twice the size of mine, I'll never tell. (Granted, if you do have truly large feet, I may mumble my shoe size to you, knowing full well you will be envious.)

Okay, so I got this large brown box in the mail. I notice the company name in the return address. I suddenly realize it must be running apparel of some sort judging by the size of the box and where it came from. Perhaps a friend has ordered me something or perhaps my spouse has decided to surprise me.

I open the box and lo and behold it is a pair of running shoes...in my size! I read the attached note. They want me to have these as a gift. (Gifts are good, thanks!) But they want me to wear them and then write a review.