Written by Russ Bengtson (@russbengtson)
This is my winter morning routine, at least the getting-dressed part: Pick a T-shirt and socks, pull on the same jeans as always, layer on a hoodie, a coat, maybe a flannel, then struggle to pull on the same Nike Terra Arktos boots I’ve been wearing since — well, maybe not Thanksgiving, but it sure seems like it. This is every day. This is winter. This is not a problem.
For starters, there are three other seasons in which to stunt. If the price of that is two (or even three) months of snow and slush, so be it. After all, those who live in the sneaker mecca itself, Portland Or., sometimes get two or three months of rain. Every single day. We all have our bad weather cross to bear, except people who live in Los Angeles—but they have to live in Los Angeles.
There is something very comforting about having decisions made for you by outside forces.
Wearing sneakers in the snow is an option, of course, but one that I choose to eschew. Not because I dislike sneakers, but because I like my toes. Nor will I flatfoot out of my apartment in someone’s grails just to stunt on Instagram. (How many people spend their mornings cleaning every speck of snow off their Jordans before putting them back in the box?) And while I will occasionally change into sneakers once I get in to the office, all too often I just stay booted all day.
Again, this is not a problem. There is something very comforting about having decisions made for you by outside forces — for a while, anyway — and knowing that I will be wearing those same boots day in and day out just makes mornings so much simpler. It’s the same reason I’ve never had a problem living out of a suitcase, and why a good portion of my sneakers are in storage at any given time. And it’s probably why, come good weather, I just wear whatever’s closest to the door anyway.