I'm not very athletic and never have been. That's how I got the nickname "Wimpy"—the mean boys in the neighborhood mocked me because I always lost in lawn races.
So, I don't have running shoes or even sporty shoes other than my cute suede Airwalks. They're gray and comfortable, and I love them. I wear them to the Y because I don't run there—I use weight machines and walk at a comfortable pace.
Imagine my dismay the other day when a couple of good friends ridiculed my shoes and strongly suggested I get running shoes for the sake of my feet—blah, blah, blah. Seriously, I recognize their experience and knowledge and strength of opinion on the subject, but it's debatable as far as I'm concerned.
I came this close to buying running shoes over the weekend, but I was overwhelmed by the process. I know enough about marketing to know that a wall of running shoes at the store is likely full of shoes that are fine but not necessary no matter what the sign says. I also know that different people need different things like arch support or roomy width or cushioned heels. We aren't all built the same, so we can't all need the same shoe.
I also know that for tens of thousands of years people got along just great and ran like the wind without modern technology. And further more, the Maasai are still doing just that. I'd like to see those people react to someone telling them they're ruining their feet and their shins, and they'll wish they had our modern shoes to make life better.
I suppose you could say I have evolved differently from the Maasai hunters, but maybe you could say that my cute suede shoes are just fine for how I use them. We'll see. The next time I meet up with my friends, we'll debate this again, I'm sure. I'll have to read up on the facts so I have something more than a shameful frown and a stammering "but I like my shoes," to present to them.