Running was a mistake

I don't regret the run, just the shoes I ran in. See my mom got me a new pair of running shoes for christmas. The problem is that my mom knows nothing about any of the sports I do, especially not about the type of shoes needed. This is what she got:

(Pictures from Google)

They're indoor track spikes. That means they don't have the normal spikes that can ruin a track after years of abuse, but just like normal spikes they don't have padding. They're meant to be as light as possible, and not for pounding.

All the pounding with just like zero padding shoes killed my knees. They kill. I'd use my other running shoes, but...well they're years old, falling apart, and are now my school shoes. I'm just going to ask around and try to find a pair or find a sale where I can get a pair if shoes that aren't too expensive.

Well I'm going to go ice my knees again. Thanks for reading even though this was just me complaining!

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