Flashback Friday! Running in the 70s and 80s

I can remember some of the running clothes from the 70’s and the 80’s. Let’s just say that some of them were okay, but some of them were atrocious. We’ve definitely come a long way.

Check out this Runner’s World magazine cover from the 70’s

Runners in the 70's

Last week I was looking up some information on a particular company that specializes in running clothing and I was surprised to learn how long the company had been around. I was also very amused by the old advertising, so I thought why not share it with you? But then my OCD brain got all crazy and I went on to find lots of ads from the 70’s and 80’s, and then I came up with the idea for this post….

Running in the 70’s and 80’s a look back at

The Magazines:

Runners World of course.

Runners World, of course. Check out that hat!

Did you ever see this one?  The Runner.  This magazine was a running publication in the 70’s and early 80’s and merged with Runner’s World around 1987.

Did you ever see The Runner? This magazine was a running publication in the 70’s and early 80’s and merged with Runner’s World around 1987.

And how about the clothing?

Adidas, Circa 1970  Not too bad, I could live with it.

Adidas, Circa 1979 Not too bad, I could live with it, in fact, I’m pretty sure I had those shorts at one time and that jacket.

Dolfin shorts....which still make me think of Richard Simmons, every time.

Let me just say, Dolfin shorts were very cool back in the early 80’s and I had a ton of them. Then came Hooter’s, and then Richard Simmons and dolfin shorts were never the same.


Did anyone else know Jogbra had been around this long?

Did anyone else know Jogbra had been around this long?

Treadmills in the 70’s?

How about home treadmills, do you know what the first treadmill looked like? How about this beauty?

May I introduce to you, the PaceMaster 600.  One of the first treadmills designed for home use by William Straub and produced by his company in the late 1960’s.

May I introduce to you, the PaceMaster 600. One of the first treadmills designed for home use by William Straub and produced by his company in the late 1960’s.

And I’ve saved my favorite thing for last. Let’s take a look at the shoes, shall we?

Running Shoes of the 70’s and 80’s


Old nike ad


adidas ad

New Balance

New Balance

Check out that price, 27.95 which included shipping!




Okay, I’m not sure if this ad is actually from the 70’s or 80’s at all but I love the caption, it’s epic.









I had these shoes.

I had these shoes and I loved them. I remember begging my Mom for them. I had them in royal blue with white strips. I called them my Tigers…. but they didn’t exactly make me roar…wasn’t that how they were supposed to work?

And there you go. That’s a little taste of running in the 70’s and 80’s.

Did you like this flashback?

Tell me about any item you remember from the time you first started running? (When I was on the track team in high school we had these ungodly fleece sweatpants and I LOVED them. They were not the least bit flattering either, trust me.)

I conquered Achilles Hill

There’s a quarter-mile section in my neighborhood that I avoid like the plaque. It’s what I refer to as ‘Achilles Hill’, because it is.

Several years ago I would run down to Kapok Park and all over the Ream Wilson Trail and finish by running up ‘Achilles Hill’ and then on to my house. After only a few weeks of doing this on a daily basis, I was getting a little pain in my ankle.

And then it got worse. One morning after waking up, I stepped out of my bed and immediately I fell down.

Pain in the ankle
Son of a bitch! It was the most intense pain in my ankle. I went to the doctor who did some imaging and other tests and told me it was most likely Achilles tendonitis. She also told me to take 2-4 weeks off, do some exercises that she showed me and work on my form. That was not what I wanted to hear.

After two weeks my ankle was still giving me problems. So I went back to the doctor who asked me if I was doing the exercises she had suggested and if I was working on my form, to which I replied, ‘Uh, no’. She informed that it would get better and I could prevent re-injury but only if I did the exercises and improved my form. Apparently she didn’t realize how lazy I was back then.

A few weeks later I thought I was all better so I tried the hill again.

Still having ankle pain
So, I called the doctor again thinking that my ankle was probably fractured or something way more severe, because seriously, how could I screw it up again the first time I attempted the hill? There had to be something wrong…had to be.

There wasn’t. The doctor told me once again that I seriously needed to work on my form. She was a runner so I knew she knew what she was talking about but I’m sort of stubborn and I really hate being wrong. So the whole time she was explaining what I should do differently and how to work on my form I just pretended to be listening.

And then I did the only thing I could do.

I avoided ‘Achilles Hill’ for years.

Unfortunately hills are a part of running and you can’t avoid them. I know this. I just don’t like it. But that didn’t change the situation. So this year after the dead butt syndrome, I decided that maybe working on my form would be a good idea. Maybe there was something to this form thing, especially since I’ve had some injuries….

I know, I’m a rocket scientist.

So after conquering many other hills in the area over the past few months I decided this week would be the week to conquer ‘Achilles hill’.

Run that hill!
So I mapped out an 8 mile route including ‘Achilles hill’ in the first part, and an option in the second part of my run, depending on how I felt. I got to the end of the second mile and it was time to run down to and then up ‘Achilles Hill’. I worked on my breathing, I kept my stride a bit shorter, I practiced placing my foot directly under my knee and pushing off hard, and guess what?

woo hoo
I got up that damn hill. I. GOT. UP. THAT. DAMN. HILL.

And my pace wasn’t half bad either. So guess what? I ran it again in the second part of my run. ‘Achilles Hill’ is no longer my Achilles heel and it feels pretty darn good!

What’s your Achilles heel?
What’s the one part of your running you need to work on the most? (My form is horrible when I get tired, but I’m working on it.)
Do you have a hard time listening to doctors? (Um, yeah, we know I do.)

WTF Wednesday, eating spiders.

Good Morning!

I went for a run at 7am this morning. It was cold, 51 degrees. Perfect running weather. Unfortunately it will only rise to about 60 this afternoon but that’s okay. It beats what the Northeast is getting, those poor souls. Bless your hearts. I don’t think I would survive an hour, seriously.

See, even dogs hate snow.

Meet my Spirit Animal!

MacGyver and I have noticed some tunnels running throughout our backyard lately, which seem to originate from a little hole in our side gate. So, MacGyver went out and got a few of those humane traps. I expected to find a mole or a hedgehog or something kind of cute, but in one week, we’ve had 2 possums and an armadillo. Not cute!


That whole playing possum thing is bullshit. This little booger hissed, growled and tried to bite my ass!

Fortunately for us, the nature park down the street accepted them and I’m pretty sure we’ll be able to fully stock them by spring, as long as it’s possums and armadillos that they want.

Have y’all seen that show ‘Alaskan Bush People’? In case you haven’t here’s the way the Discovery Channel describes the show:

Deep in the Alaskan wilderness lives a newly discovered family who was born and raised wild. Billy Brown, his wife Ami and their seven grown children – 5 boys and 2 girls – are so far removed from civilization that they often go six to nine months of the year without seeing an outsider. They’ve developed their own accent and dialect, refer to themselves as a “wolf pack,” and at night, all nine sleep together in a one-room cabin. Simply put, they are unlike any other family in America.

alaskan bush people

Yes because the last time I checked that is definitely a skill.

They bring stupid to a whole new level. And also, that dialect they’ve developed is more like a speech impediment that oddly enough seems to only affect the children. It’s strange at the very least.

This is supposed to be a family that lives off the land. They barter for clothes and other necessities. So, can somebody explain to me how it is that every single member of this ‘bush family’ is wearing Hunter boots. HUNTER. BOOTS. That’s some serious coin for any family of 9, but especially one with no discernible income. I’m callin bullshit on that show.

I'd like to have 9 pairs of Hunter Boots!

I’d like to have 9 pairs of Hunter Boots!

Last night I got a text from my niece regarding the dates of her spring break. She comes down every year for spring break and brings the entire town, and by entire town I mean, only her closest BFF’s.

Anyway, MacGyver and I were in the middle of a movie and since the great phone debacle of a few weeks ago, my touch pad doesn’t work well and I have to use the microphone to reply to any text. So I put the phone close to my mouth and said, “K. Watching American Sniper, I’ll call you tomorrow.”

But my phone typed out, “K. Watching Mom eat a spider, ongoing sorrow.”

Ugh, no phone. Just. No.

So I tried again, “K. Watching American Sniper. Call you tomorrow.”

The phone typed, “K. Watching Mom off a spider calling her Zoro.”

MacGyver was getting annoyed as I disrupted the movie. WTF? My phone is possessed! I’m certain of it. After the third try, the phone typed out the correct message and I hit send. Immediately after I did, I wished I would have sent one of the first two because in hindsight, they were epic.

WTF, it must be Wednesday!

Now, give me a WTF moment from your week. Go!