New race, New Shoes

June 14, 2010

At the suggestion of my parents, I got fitted for running shoes this weekend. My parents are both starting to work out more often, including walking/jogging, and decided to get fitted for shoes themselves a few weeks ago.

I decided, hey, why not? I really know nothing about my feet and how I run. In that respect, I’m probably a horrible athlete. I am brand loyal to New Balance shoes, and I buy each pair based solely on the colors of the shoe. Additionally, I don’t ascribe to the “you need a new pair of shoes every 500 miles” rule because I feel like it’s an expensive rule.

We went to If The Shoe Fits, a store a little off the beaten path. It was small, but not crowded and the staff was really nice.

First, I took off my shoes (I was wearing flip flops) and a specialist evaluated my feet based on the way I stand. Not seeing anything peculiar, she had me walk a few feet out and back. Lucky me, I have no pronation in my feet.

After that she measured them. My right foot is just at a size 7. My other foot is slightly bigger (this is normal). Also, my feet are narrow. I thought that was surprising because usually my feet feel cramped in a lot of shoes width-wise, but maybe that’s just because my feet are claustrophobic.

So then I put on some socks and tried on 3 different potential pairs of shoes for someone with no pronation. The first pair had a high arch which is supposed to be helpful in keeping the foot from ever pronating. However, I found the arch to be unnatural and uncomfortable.

In the end, I got the pair of shoes that felt the roomiest. What can I say, my feet hate to be squeezed in – they need to breathe! They need to be free!

I got Brooks Glycerin 8 in purple.

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The description online states":

“Cushioning gets cushier in the Brooks Glycerin 8 running shoe. This sporty women’s shoe delivers a customized ride for runners of all sizes and speeds. With an eco-friendly BioMoGo midsole and Brooks DNA cushioning, the Brooks Glycerin 8 shoe responds to your every step, dispersing impact and providing ideal comfort as the pace changes. The lightweight synthetic and mesh upper maintains breathability; CushPod construction delivers maximum cushioning and flexibility. The abrasion-resistant HPR Plus outsole provides long-lasting durability and traction.”

The shoes are actually a size 8.5 – HUGE! I normally wear a 7 or a 7.5, but apparently I should buy a size bigger than my normal size when purchasing long distance running shoes to prevent a number of injuries and ailments.

Who knew?!

Anyway, we’ll see how these shoes measure up. I’m a little sad to let go of my affection for New Balance shoes, but maybe I’ll discover a new love?

Only time will tell.

All I know is that sports are fun when there are fun shoe fittings involved!

I mean, I am the girl who owns these:

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What can I say?  I like to get down and sweaty, but I also like being a girl. I’ll kick your ass and I’ll look good doing it.

What girl doesn’t like shoes?

– Sarah #2

P.S. Happy Anniversary, Sarah #1!

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Being a Girl Requires $$

December 23, 2009

I frequently discuss with my friends how much easier boys have it than girls. SO MUCH EASIER. In this instance, I’m talking about money.

While all you boys are out buying fishing rods, big TVs, and video games, girls are not. You think we don’t want those things? Wrong, mister. We just can’t afford them because we were born with boobs. A curse, for your delight.

Seriously, do you know how much it costs to be a girl?

1.) Make up – We pay major dollars for this crap just so you find us appealing. Meanwhile, your skin tone is uneven and the airplane fee for the bags under your eyes would be atrocious, but I still manage to find you attractive. Do you know how much eye liner costs?! You can’t handle that knowledge.

2) Bras – We have to wear these everyday (unless you’re like me and try to avoid it. Hello, Ursinus and bra-less brunch). These puppies are expensive (I’m talking about the bras, not my boobs which are real, thank you very much)! And they don’t last all that long. And if we want the fancy ones that you might find hot, it’s like double the price. DOUBLE.

3) Tampons – Yeah, I went there. Don’t be fooled because they’re essentially made of cotton, these cost way more than a pile of cotton should. And we use a lot of them. Sigh.

4) Birth Control – This shit is expensive. And full of side effects. But, it’s the price we pay. Monthly.

5) El Doctor – Women are supposed to visit their doctor each and every year or bad things can happen up in there. And then one visit leads to two, which sometimes leads to three… And boys just ignore their health and live forever. Stirrups aren’t just for riding horses! But you wouldn’t know that, would you?

6) Jewelry – We buy cute accessories so that you think we’re cute. We try to distract you from our personalities with shiny trinkets. Ooooh! Pretty bracelets! So shiny! That bracelet was $20, fool. You better say you like it.

7) Hair – A haircut and highlights ends up being $200. Then, toss in the cost of headbands and hair ties. Not to mention that I can spend an hour curling my hair and you can just shave your head and no one cares. Or, you grow it out long and gross and wear a hat. Oh, the injustice.

8) Shoes – You may say that we do not require the amount of shoes that we own. Well, you’re wrong. I need all of my shoes because, unlike you, I can’t just toss on the same pair of old flip flops or my one pair of dress shoes and have them match everything I own. It doesn’t work like that. It’s called fashion sense.

9) General Beauty – Okay, I don’t spend money on this personally, but a lot of girls pay to have their nails done and their eyebrows (and other things) waxed. Why? Because it makes us look nice, neat, and attractive. Sure, it’s not necessary, but the alternative isn’t always so hot. YOU DON’T WANT TO SEE THE ALTERNATIVE.

So, you know what? Yes, you should buy me dinner. And yes, you should buy me a drink. I am poor. A lot of money went into the way I look. The reason I don’t look better? BECAUSE I’M POOR. So, next time you’re out buying another video game, think of how I’m spending that money. Two words: Pap smear. Now you know.

Seriously, boys, you owe us.

– Sarah #2


2 Sarah’s, 1 Pennsylvania. Recap by Sarah #2.

October 27, 2009

As I stated in a previous post, things are lame for Sarah #2. I’ve been all LET’S GO BACK TO SEPTEMBER!! RARRRRRR! GRUMBLE! BOOOOOO! HISS! – this is an accurate imitation of myself.

But, this weekend, I got the best distraction I could have ever asked for – Sarah #1 came to Pennsylvania (where she belongshint, hint)!! The rain was pouring down and we spent a majority of our time together looking like wet dogs, but it didn’t matter. Because we were totally in the same state.

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Thus, we began by engaging in the most important Sarah activity – story time (back in the day, Sarah #1 used to wake me up to tell me what had happened to her while I was asleep like a normal person; those were goooood stories): For once, we got to catch up and have story time in person (instead of via email/gchat/AIM/the phone) and we spent copious minutes attempting to solve each other’s problems.

With no solutions, more grumbling from myself, and hopped up on Wawa coffee (mmmm), we headed to Rite Aid, specifically in search of EZ Combs. Oh yes, you remember them. We set out to buy them because Sarah #1 is obsessed, but we decided to save our money for something more useful. This turned out to be a good idea once we hit the motherland – King of Prussia Mall. (Insert a choir of angels, Sarah #1 is in Seminary, after all.)

In the spirit of disclosure, I hate shopping. Seriously. I get bored. I get tired. I complain. I need to sit down.  Yes, I realize that this is not normal for a girl. So, I feared for Sarah #1 when we decided to go shopping.

However, we turned our shopping excursion into a mini-workout and it was automatically more appealing to me. By this I mean that we power walked like nobody’s business through that mecca of a mall. And we actually bought things! (If you know me, this is a rare feat as I can talk myself out of buying anything, and usually everything).

Shopping with Sarah x 2 = success (but not for our bank accounts). To make matters worse (by which I mean more awesome), we bought the same outfit. As Sarah said “SEW: Sharing Initials, Thoughts, and Clothes.” We also awkwardly shared one of the smallest dressing rooms in the creation of the world. We got judged, much like you’re judging us right now.

So, my weekend was awesome. So awesome I’m sad it ended and I’m even more sad that Georgia is a bajillion hours away (that’s a precise measurement).

Now I need her to come back so that I have someone to tell me that it’s okay to buy these shoes:

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Also, so we can spend sufficient time in the As Seen On TV store instead of staring in the window for 5 minutes discussing how we didn’t have time to go inside. 

Note to everyone: Life is better if you’ve got a Sarah in it. Find one today for an instant dose of happiness. I’ve got one. You should too.

– Sarah #2