My kid is going to wake up from a nap in about 30 minutes, so this will be a quick one.
Here’s a little roundup of the headlines Nike (and specifically, Nike Running) has made in recent months:
- Nike Told Me to Dream Crazy, Until I Wanted a Baby
- I Was the Fastest Girl in America, Until I Joined Nike
- At Nike, Employees March to Protest Support for Alberto Salazar
Sucks, right? I think so too. Maybe it’s because I have two sisters. Maybe it’s because I love my wife. Or maybe it’s because I get mad anytime I read about a company that consistently disregards the welfare of other human beings. I don’t know! It’s probably all of the above.
What’s worse is that my shoe rack makes me look like a hypocrite. When I found out my gait had changed earlier this year and that I no longer needed stability shoes, I celebrated by buying a pair of Nike Pegasus 36 (Disclosure: Skimlinks will likely try to monetize this for me, but I will not include an affiliate link of my own). But then one story after another broke and ho boy I was fuming by the end of the summer.
I’m not going to spend a lot of time here reflecting on that purchase. I’m also not going to be one of those people who tells you how to spend your money. After all, I do wonder how I’d feel about this if I were faster. Would I be writing this at all if my marathon PR wasn’t 3:51? Would I care as much if I was really close to qualifying for Boston? I don’t know the answers to those questions; I’m not convinced I’m that good of a person.
That being said, I’m done with my pair of Pegasus (pegasuses?). This is a small protest from a nobody blogger who barely gets any traffic, but I just can’t imagine running in them again. If you happen to know someone in need who wears a size 9.5, please let me know.
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