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JANUARY 28, 2010 3:30PM

Dangerous Shoes: Not Just For Would-Be Terrorists Anymore!

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Yawn.

Another day, another study purporting to tell us that a modern miracle of engineering designed to support a human body part could actually be...dangerous.

Shhh....don't look now, but Things You Put On Your Body Are Trying To Harm You.

Again.

I am speaking, of course, of a recently unveiled, grave, serious threat to first-world runners: nefarious shoes.

We'll return to the Attack of the Crippling Shoes in just a moment, but first, I'd like to take you for a little tour of this study's ideological cousins.


This meme plays out pretty much the same way. Every time. 

  1. Initial assumption: Nature knows best.
  2. Tangential assumption: We are animals who, like, evolved and stuff.
  3. Unarguable assertion: For most of human history, we didn't have/wear X.
  4. Tangential assertion: X is unnatural and interferes with Nature.
  5. Observation of correlation: Since we began wearing/using X, we've gotten less healthy.
  6. Whipsaw conclusion: Therefore, X is a dangerous thing that will harm, maim or kill you.
  7. Bonus round: The cosmetico-couture-industrial complex doesn't want you to know this. Share it with all your friends!

LadyKittens who have had email since the days of Prodigy are doubtless already well aware that our vain, first-world, 21st-century penchant for hoisting our floppy bits a bit higher on the ribcage constitutes a dire threat to our very lives.

We know this because pretty much once a quarter since 1995, some well-meaning auntie or distant Facebook friend we haven't seen since high school sends us an Urgent! Message! That we need to Forward! To Everybody! We CARE ABOUT! To let them know that (underwire) bras cause breast cancer! I'll bet you didn't know that!

bestform

 Yes? Hello? Bestform? Why Are You Trying To Give Me Cancer?

Yeah. Well, nobody else does, either. No legitimate studies uphold such an assertion. Nada. Zippo. Zilch.

But hey, the theory makes a certain kind of "common sense," which is of course why the half-cocked rumor continues to spread. On the surface, it stands to reason that (to paraphrase the theory) bras compress breasts and chest tissue, thereby inhibiting lymphatic drainage, thereby trapping toxins in the breasts, thereby causing breast cancer.

After all, women with free-n-floppy third-world breasts in Fiji don't get as much breast cancer as first-world western women do. So it's gotta be the bras! (Not the, oh, let's see, what else might it be?...diet, obesity levels, chemicals, genetics...nah. The real problem's gotta be Victoria's Secret.)


The same "trapped lymph" theory has begun to make the rounds on the Wild, Wild Internet in relation to cancers afflicting GentleKittens, too: I quote a particularly sketchy source here (one that authoritatively avers the existence of studies that don't exist but provides no links to said studies): "Men can go through something similar: tight briefs are thought to restrict the flow of lymphatic tissue in the testicles, thereby impeding the area’s removal of wastes and toxins. The effect could be a higher chance of acquiring testicular cancer."

(The effect could also be a thousand fruitbats spontaneously flying out of Dick Cheney's ass. Both scenarios are equally supported by the evidence.)


Not ready to go full commando just yet based on a crackpot lymphatic blockage theory?

OK, so maybe your bra and undies aren't trying to kill you.

But have you considered...your razor and antiperspirant?

Because, you know, we're animals who evolved and stuff, and shaving pits is unnatural, and antiperspirants are unnatural, and toxins and lymph and...

554px-Hairy_Armpits 

I declare my beautiful natural pits a cancer-free zone! So there! Take that, Schick and Arrid Extra Dry!

Oh, OK, fine. I'll just shut up now.


dangerous shoes 

Devil Shoes

Which brings us, finally, to the breathlessly reported news from the past couple days that running in shoes is actually bad for you.  Because we're animals who evolved and stuff, and shoes aren't natural...

Only that's not the real story.

Not if you read the whole thing.

No, turns out the real story is that, all things being equal, heelstrike running is more likely to produce injuries than ballstrike running, or running with a strike on the outside of the foot. Free-and-floppy barefoot runners from pure and natural places like Kenya naturally ballstrike or outside-strike (probably because it would indeed hurt like hell to heelstrike on an uninsulated heel) , while 3/4 of shoed runners studied do heelstrike, placing additional stress on feet and legs (because the weight and force of the body are concentrated on a very small part of the foot when one heelstrikes). Note that the other 25% of shod runners are striding just fine in their shoes, thankyouverymuch.

But all things are never equal, are they?

 


Take, for example...me. I'm not much of a runner (as I've confessed before) but I dabble. I dabble because, thanks to the design of the most excellent and miraculous (killer!) Enell Sports Bra, I am now finally able to do so without doing my chest or my back grave bouncy harm.

Now, when it comes to eschewing shoes, I've had that religion since I was a kid. I've padded around sans shoes, developing my callouses for years. Grandma used to call me her little hippie. I have shoeleather soles all on my own. I despise shoes and I go without them as frequently as I can. (The ones I wore here today are currently under my desk, while my bare feet are comfortably tucked up into half-lotus position--this has always been my favored sitting position, whether I'm on the floor or in a chair, and shoes get in the way).

So, in general? Not a fan of shoes.

Except when it comes to running. Because, you see, I'm an overpronator, and if I don't have shoes to correct that, I get shin splints. BAD shin splints.

So no, Gentle Shoe Study Designers. For me, running barefoot would not be healthier than running in shoes. I'd be injured after the first half-mile and would stop running altogether.

The real takeaway from the study, as I see it, is that heelstrike running technique is more dangerous than ballstrike or midfoot strike technique.

The issue isn't the shoes. It's the stride.

But that just wouldn't be as sexy a story as "Burn Your (Unnatural and Evolutionarily Unnecessary) Shoes Before They Hurt You," would it?

At any rate, if based on this story you'd like to take up barefoot running but don't already have quarter-inch callouses like mine to protect the bottom of your feet? Never fear.

barefoot-running-shoes 

There's a shoe for that.

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Loved reading this. Thanks, Verbal.
Everything is bad for you. Shoes, clothing, food, cosmetics, dentists.

We should go back to living in caves and eating everything raw. It is so much healthier for you.

I love getting those e-mails, they usually make me shoot coffee out of my nose. Which I'm SURE will eventually kill me.
are you familiar with "Cruel Shoes" by Steve Martin?
So it would actually be a public service if I were to go up to random women, tell them that their bra was killing them and they should take it off immediately. Good to know.
I'm jealous of runners because they're disgustingly lean with those ropey muscles and flabless arms, but fuck em and the shoes they ran in on. I wish upon them and their perfect legs fallen arches. I'm mean and I don't care. I'm allowed.
Thank you. I was looking for more proof that I'm going to die young of something horrible due to my own vanity. It's always been a goal.
Hmm..... well, I safe from the underwire thing. Never go near and underwire a.k.a. torture device. If I get cancer from shaving and deodorant then atleast my pits will smell good and be nice and smooth. I can hear it now "Poor thing, look what the chemo and radiation has done to her but damn! She sure smells nice."
Hi everybody!

Bill, YES! We're animals and we evolved and stuff, and cavemen didn't have any stinking running water or french chocolates, and there's a lot more emphysema than there used to be in cavemen, so it's gotta be the running water and chocolate.

Foolish monkey, I like your style. :-D

Jane, next time you run or jog, pay attention to which part of your foot hits the ground first when your front foot meets the ground. For most people in shoes, it's going to be the heel. For people running barefoot, it's the ball of the foot. Heelstrike, ballstrike. :-)

Surly, just wait until you get the email about how women have LBS and LBS of undigested lipstick in their stomachs...

Indeed, Painting. At least you smell good.
Yeah....I'll hang onto my Adidas runners, thanks. My toes curled up in terror at the idea of running barefoot over the gravel and broken glass and trash and general grossness on the sidewalks.
Well, I want to see what hairy armpit woman's legs look like! Not to mention her bikini area...I know, I know, just gross...I don't mean it in a sexual way...
That which doesn't kill you is worth writing about and (excuse the pun) bouncing ideas around. You just do a much better job of it than many. On a different note, I'd pay good money to see " a thousand fruitbats spontaneously flying out of Dick Cheney's ass." Chortle.
Terrorists cannot harm those who keep Goodness in their hearts. (It makes you impervious even to logic) Wear tall shoes I say. Wear them proudly. Amen. HurumphHurumph
I have dibs on a front-row seat next to cartouche for the fruitbat spectacle!
It's confounding to me that my generation and the ones before, wore what we wanted, consumed what we wanted, lived where we wanted, breathed in factory smog and second-hand smoke, smoked and drank ourselves, did not set up regular exercise routines and still, rarely visited doctors.
My grandparents were mostly healthy and robust, well into their 70's and my paternal grandmother was still going strong and traveling alone, between coasts by air, at age 96. Guess we simply didn't know what we didn't know and survived anyway.
Despite the fact that the "experts' catastrophize on a near-daily basis, then reverse their certitude, in nearly every instance, I think I'll simply continue to ENJOY my time here, thank you very much.
It's that, or seal myself in a plain, airless, lightless, unfurnished, sterilized room..er, wait...nope...then I'd probably spend all my waking hours obsessing over the raw materials used to construct the walls... ;0)
-rated-
mothership I think the good old days are a myth.

I wore bras that had my breasts pointing like plump eager arrows. they were pretty but those bras left some deep marks in my back and shoulders. that was the price we paid for hotshit tits. and I'm not EVEN going to discuss long leg girdles and waist cinchers that were the rage in the late 50s early 60s, when I was a tender young thing. my friends wore them, I think, to protect their inner selves from being ravaged by horny boys. NObody could get laid wearing those goddamned things. jesus, we could barely get them down to pee.

we wommins have been tortured since beginning of time for the sake of something or other. it's all about our all powerful uteruses and that glorious milk we produce. they can't live with us and they can't live without us. so they bind us up and try to control our flesh.

HA! (fat chance)
I got that bra because you endorse it with such excitement. You are a genius.

Also, have you read the book "Born To Run". I can't remember the author's name - McDonald or McDouglas - something like that. It is wonderful and also sheds insight on your point about running shoes and human beings.

:)
Asics ROCK! I wear the ones with the GEL foot stuff and those cement floors at work are my friend..Wouldn't wear anything else. I don't care if they cause cancer...well maybe if they really caused cancer I might care, just maybe!
I simply cannot keep up with everything that is bad for you......
I read the article and love to go barefoot in general (being a southerner) but do NOT want callouses on my feet. I want them pretty and soft so some....body will rub them occasionally.
I tend to get shin splints. Ow! I also go barefoot a lot.

Going barefoot a lot gives you shin splints! OMG! There were like, two people in my study but I PROVED it!
My pants feel too tight today...they must be trying to kill me.

{mental note: tomorrow, do NOT wear pants to work}
I think shoes should be reserved for throwing at W -- especially those with steel toes or spike heels.
Anyone trying to take my underwires away is getting a bra clasp snapped straight into the eyes! Cancer be damned! Underwires are the only things keeping my girls in line. Thanks for the tip about the Enell Sports Bra, I'm definitely going to check it out.

Save me a seat for the Dick Cheney Ass Exposition! I knew the old bastard was stuffed full of slugs, centipedes and scorpions, but who knew he had fruit bats crammed in there too?!?! LMAO : D
You could write about ice cubes and I'd love it. Your title is brilliant, too.
I heard this story on NPR last night. Interesting stuff. I personally don't like to wear shoes--fortunately in the summer I don't have to.

And I like the pic of the hairy-pitted girl--I think I dated that girl once or nine times, back when I frequented Grateful Dead concerts in the early 90s.
I was going to comment but I am unable to form cogent thought after viewing those gag-inducing pits. I do remember this is very funny but excuse me while I supinate the hell outta here.
Uh.....I have totally devolved to where my high-heels are flip-flops. And I am soooo much happier.

Love this post, as always.
Dangers are everywhere. This is very entertaining. Now will go pronate up the hill and twice around the park. Thanks for the inspiration.
What we eat, drink, imbibe, wear, breathe and do to cause health problems changes with the direction of the wind.

The day I'm ever included in a survey I might actually take a bit of notice, but until then I'll live as I choose. That won't include running so no worries over the shoes, but I'd happily move to a place where no restricting clothes or shoes are the norm. Bliss.

Great entry.
Eek! Run for the hills! Naked! Clothing is bad!

;P
Well...get thyself some "Pretty Feet" and then a pedicure...then you'll match the rest of your pretty self!
Ah, shin splints. The bane of my existence. I've wondered about all that barefoot running talk these days. I'm not sure whether it would cure my shin splints, but where would I go running barefoot in big city anyway? So since I combine both under-wire and running shoes, I guess I'm toast...
It's that initial assumption that "nature knows best" ... get's em every time. We're evolved; that's a very messy and inefficient process.

Every time a woman has a baby she experiences the fact that the evolutionary pressure in humans for big brains has run up against the body mechanics of a pelvis which can support walking erect ... and it's become a bad compromise.

If we were engineered ... women would be like that Bill Crosby routine ... zipper above the pelvis and voila, no bad engineering compromise anymore!

Almost everything about humans seems to start with that great change of walking erect, and the evolutionary "re-engineering" has been pretty piss-poor when you think about it. Back troubles, all the joint troubles, on it goes.
Ah yes, Nature knows best... except when she doesn't.
#s 1 thru 7 are the whole last 40 years of post-60s anti-intelluectual, anti-science roundabout, as a concise formula. "Whipsaw conclusion"? did you make that up? PERFECT.

I would pay oodles of solid US currency to see a thousand fruitbats fly out of Dick's ass. Even just one. And 2x oodles to see his face, close up, as it happened.

You are formidable, Verbal. As a a writer, as a thinker, as a wit, as a critic. You say in half as many words, and in razor sharp phrases, what even very good writers manage to craft.

You take me to a whole new level of skepticism. Maybe, just maybe, it is possible to pierce the hide "wontsomethingthinkofthechildren!", moonbat, newage, anti-vaccine, scienceissatan, thedarkageswerethegoodolddays unblinking know-nothingism, with facts AND funny -- and yet never pause to make sure everyone gets it. That's what I like best about what you do: you don't wait for us to catch up. Peer-to-peer, it is. Intervention without candy or hand-holding. Catch the fuck UP, people.

And you do all this while being so lovable. Amazing.