I'm something of an Imelda Marcos when it comes to running shoes, which is why Road Runner Sports finds it worthwhile to spam me daily -- and I do mean daily! -- with a warning that my favorite shoes are about to go extinct or a notice that there's some great new model available. (Evidence of the running shoe market's deviation from the rational choice model? Both of those sales pitches are highly effective.) By last count I had more than a dozen pairs of running shoes either in rotation or waiting to enter it. And yet I'm always looking for the next pair.
But not this year! For the first fall in recent memory I won't be chasing leaf-falls in an effort to hit the trail before the street sweepers take away the cushioned carpet of yellow, orange, red, brown. Instead, with perfect late-fall running weather upon us, I'm looking forward to yet another trip to the swimming pool and weight room this afternoon.
So I had a surprisingly painful experience clicking the "leave me alone" link at the bottom of my last Road Runner Sports e-mail. No new Asics for me. Until next year.
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| New Asics. Just not in my closet. |
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