Not buried alive, but I apparently have become a hoarder of throw-away gloves. When I went to the expo for the Baltimore Marathon last week, I picked up a pair of $1 throw-away gloves to use the next day. That’s normal, right?
Then I got home and went to add them to my bin where I keep all things running accessories–headlamp, hats, gloves, the works. And was shocked to see that I have this ridiculous collection of throw-aways.
You know how this happened? Because I cannot part with my throw-aways. Time and again I get a free pair at an expo, or buy a pair for $1, use them, and then don’t toss them. The problem is, I love throw-away gloves. They are just the right weight for my hot-blooded runner self. It has to get pretty darn cold for me to reach for something more substantial. And so, I hoard.
When I ran the relay (and my 20 miles) at Saturday’s race, I told myself to toss my gloves when I was finished with them. Really, I had every intention. But when push came to shove, I just couldn’t do it. Like many times before, I tucked them into my shorts and they made their merry way back into my running bin. I guess it’s time I just accept the hoarder that I have become.
Anyone else hoarding out there? Anything in particular?
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