I got some new shoes at Fleet Feet yesterday….

November 30, 2009

here I am making fun of my mother, who loves to start her emails with half the body of the email written in the subject line.  Or sometimes she’ll put something like a question in the subject header, such as “when do you leave for your trip?” and then continue with the rest of her email in the actual message section.  Last time she did that, she emailed my sister with the header “when do you leave on your trip?” and then continued with other mumbo jumbo in the message box.  Stretchneck (Jean’s nickname) did not respond to her question and then my mother had to re-ask the question a few emails out, obviously flustered that Jean had not responded.  Clearly, you need to be vigilant when reading my mother’s emails and pay attention to details such as what is in the subject line.  Usually I’ll just put a simple “hi” if it’s a bullshitting email or the topic of the email like “weekend” when I am trying to make weekend plans.  Not Mom.  Half the email can sometimes be contained in the subject header alone.  So keep that in mind if you ever end up emailing my mother.

So to continue on with my subject header, yes, I had to bring back the cut up Asics since my bunion (a.k.a. carbuncle) was still hurting me even with all of the overlay removed.  Oh well.  I decided just to go with some Nikes which I know do not hurt the carbuncle.  Unfortunately, I bought this version of the Nikes about 3 years ago, and since then, they have updated the shoe.  Unfortunately, they have updated the shoe so that there is not as much room in the heel area.  I had to buy some inserts as well to give the shoe more stability.  So now with the inserts, my heel basically feels like it’s coming out of the shoe, even though I tripple freak show laced those suckers up and made them ultra tight.  The shoes blow.  I am going to give it a few more weeks and see if my feet settle in at all, but so far it is just annoying.  My socks bunch up and end up at the base of my foot within a few minutes of walking in them, and clearly I will end up with some intense blisters when I run.  I really don’t know what to do if these shoes don’t work though.  On the one hand, I can’t try every single shoe known to man to find one that doesn’t hurt the carbuncle!  I may try to find the old version of these Nike’s online or something, even though they don’t make them anymore, like a quick ebay search.  Please wish me luck.  I really can’t take much more of this.  I just want to be able to run!  😀

Sidebar:  If you don’t watch Curb Your Enthusiasm, you need to.  This show is drop dead hysterical.  Larry David is pretty damn offensive and I actually just spoke to a few people this past weekend who are banning it because of episode 6 or 7 in which he pisses on a picture of Jesus by mistake.  I mean, seriously folks?  It’s not that serious!  The last episode I just watched on demand was the golf course ep…hillllllarious.  Please check it out if you haven’t already.

Sidebar II:  “We are a blog!”  I’m quoting my mother from the UConn tailgate this past weekend.  Everyone is all excited that I’m blogging now, and we were laughing about something ridiculous at the tailgate, and Mom comes out with that line.  As if all blogs are about people who live Seinfeld episodes.  We are a blog!!!!  Good one, Moms.

Sidebar III:  Budget seasons starts in half an hour.  So I am apologizing early if I don’t have any good posts this week.  If I have time and definitely if I need a break from the madness, I will post.  I’m sure I will need a stress reliever of some sort, and that something ridiculous will happen, so stay alert.  I may surprise you.  So long for now…



November 17, 2009

I’d like to preface this post by stating that our family has been afflicted with the horrible malady of bunions.  These things are a bitch, let me tell you.  Especially for runners.  Finding the perfect running shoe as of late has been virtually impossible, so much so that I have been forced to alter the shoe so as not to damage the bunion any further. For now, I am going to call the bunions “carbuncles,” in honor of my late grandfather.  If you actually look up the definition of “carbuncle,” the dictionary will tell you that it is a boil on the foot, not a bunion.  Why my grandfather chose to call the many bunions in our family carbuncles, I will never know.  But I can just picture him yelling out in his old, senile age of 96 “look at that carbuncle you got there!”  Usually he was referring to my father’s, not mine, since at that point I had luckily not yet developed one.  My father’s is pretty damn bad too, I must say.  Anyway, regardless, recently I’ve been attempting to buy running shoes, to no avail.  A few weeks ago, I ventured over to Fleet Feet in Adams Morgan.  Love that place.  It is run by the Fenty family, and the son of Mr. Fenty (not our Mayor, but Adrian Fenty’s brother perhaps?) went on and on about how great this particular version of Asics was.  Hmm, I have never tried Asics.  So I put them on, and really, I felt like I was walking on a cloud.  However, the bunion issue did worry me.  I went in with the intent of buying a pair of Nike’s which I knew for a fact did not irritate the bunion.  When I relayed this bunion fear to Son Fenty, he replied that I should not worry about it, since he could simply cut the overlay that was agitating the bunion if I started to feel any pain.  Naturally, a week or so in, I felt pain.  Here is a picture of the normal foot, so this is what the beautiful Asics looked like pre-cutting the overlay to hell:

normal foot

Look at those beauties.  Love that shoe!  But, not so much anymore.  Bunion started hurting so I brought them back and Mr. Fenty cut some of the overlay away.  Of course, this led to the mesh of the shoe coming apart, but I really didn’t care so long as it didn’t hurt this damn carbuncle of mine any further.  I tried to run again this weekend, post minor cutting of the overlay.  Honestly, I have never felt so much pain…so I took it back to Mr. Fenty yesterday and this is what we ended up with:

abnormal foot

Seriously, you may as well just have cut the entire overlay off the shoe.  I am in the store and he’s cutting away, and I’m really just laughing my ass off, out loud.  Again I ask, “who does this happen to?”  So, this is what we are left with.  He cut off all the mesh in that area as well as all the overlay.  If this doesn’t work, I don’t know what will.  The beautiful thing about the Fenty’s and Fleet Feet is that if it still continues to hurt me, I can bring them back and get a totally new pair of another shoe that hopefully will not hurt this carbuncle any further.  For the record, Pacers in Clarendon wouldn’t even let me wear the shoes outside once and then return them (DC>Arlington, example A).  The last thing I am trying to do is get surgery on the thing, so if I feel the slightest pain again, I’m bringing these babies right back.  Anyway, I’m glad they are so accommodating.  Only I would have the store cut the shoes to shreds, and then return them.  Pretty typical.