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Skechers Shape-Ups: I’m gonna wear them for the “wrong” reasons

Saturday, May 1st, 2010

You’ve probably seen the commercials for Skechers Shape-Ups or Reebok Easytone shoes that promise to tone your calves and firm your butt, right? If not, here’s a quick refresher: Reebok’s ad features an attractive spokeslady who has obviously done more than walking to achieve her athletic figure, and the camera man is (apparently) so infatuated with her butt that he can’t take his eyes off it. Skechers debuted Shape-Ups during the Super Bowl, with Joe Montana talking about how these shoes have improved his strength. Really?? I’m not sure which is worse, Joe Montana endorsing a pair of shoes or Dan Marino talking about how great he feels after losing weight on NutriSystem. Seeing these otherwise respectable figures doing this kind of shit that makes me laugh and puke in disgust at the same time.

However, now that I’ve said that, I have a confession: I recently bought a pair of Skecher’s Shape-Ups. Yes, after months of making fun of Joe Montana for pimping these things, I just had to try them out. Damn those commercials for sticking in my brain. Sometime last week, I decided out of the blue that I wanted a new pair of shoes. Internet window shopping has been a guilty pleasure of mine for years, but somehow I took this low moment of impulsivity to its conclusion and actually bought a pair.

I typically want a shoe that is comfy and good for lots of walking, so for the last couple of years, I have bought Merrells. I put two pairs through hell and they kept on asking for more, but I retired them anyway when they started looking more like roadkill and less like shoes. On a side note, the Keen sandals I bought five years ago are still kicking and great as ever, and their sneakers lasted me a couple of years as well. The more rational side of me would have stayed with what has been tried and true, but those damn Skechers were featured on every site I was looking at as the “hottest new thing.” Why that didn’t scare me off, I don’t know. Usually, anything that’s trendy instantly turns me off, but noooo, not this time. This time I caved in and took a look at them. Advertising won this round.

Aside from all the yackety-yack about weight loss and a firmer butt, these shoes also boast better posture and blood circulation, which I’ll admit I could use. These side effects come from the “kinetic wedge technology” which Skechers claims is like walking on sand. This changes the way you walk, and in effect, makes your legs work harder while you walk – hence the claim for weight loss, firmer muscles, better posture and circulation, etc. I likened the effect to the days in the early 2000s when I wore Street Flyers to and fro. After I found out I couldn’t roller skate for shit, I wore them anyway because they were heavy little boots. Walking around in them made me exert more energy while I was walking around and doing things I would have been doing anyway. Why not?

Why not indeed. I connected the dots between my Street Flyers and the Skechers Shape-Ups and thought to myself, “I’ll be walking around campus all summer, so this could be a convenient way to stay in shape. If I really hate them, I can return them and pretend it never happened.”

Click.

Less than two minutes later, I became the owner of a brand-new pair of Skechers Shape-Ups.

As I waited for my shoes to arrive in the mail, I frequently questioned why the hell I bought these damn things when I really shouldn’t have dropped that kind of money on something I didn’t need. Impulse buys are rarely smart decisions, so thoughts of how I would justify it tortured me throughout last week. “What a waste,” I thought. “Even if I return them, I still have to pay postage to send them back. What was I thinking?! What will my husband think when he sees them? He makes fun of them just as much as I do!”

Another voice in my head said, “Just try them. You might like them.”

Yes, I do have voices in my head and they argue with each other constantly. It’s maddening. And no, these aren’t the kind of voices that go away with medication. I’ve tried.

Anyway…

The shoes arrived yesterday. I took them out of their box, laced ‘em up and put them on carefully with all tags still attached; that way, if I did return them, they’d still look brand-new. I stood up. That’s when I discovered the “kinetic wedge technology, which is located near the middle of your foot. This causes you to exaggerate the heel-to-toe motion you make when walking. At first, it felt weird, like I was standing on little balance balls embedded in my shoes. It did not feel like walking on sand. I don’t know where Skechers got that crazy idea, but I’ve walked on sand before and this wasn’t it. The silver lining, however, was that since I wasn’t actually walking on sand, my feet weren’t filthy after a few steps. That was nice.

I walked around. Skechers does warn you that getting used to Shape-Ups might take some time, but I found that the learning curve wasn’t a huge deal. I liken it to walking around on a boat: at first, you’re a little unsteady, but you adjust quickly. Much to my surprise, I found them incredibly comfortable. I took a stroll around the house and decided that I would put them to the real test tomorrow while running around town.

That’s what I did today, and I’m actually pleased to say that the Shape-Ups passed the test. In fact, I love them. For as much walking as I do, comfort is the ultimate feature I want in a pair of shoes, and these are insanely comfortable. They really are easier on my joints as the ads claim, and I did notice that it was easier to stand up straight in them. Major brownie points if they alter my posture for the better. As for everything else, I really don’t give a damn if they give me an amazing butt. I doubt they’ll make me lose weight – for one thing, they aren’t much heavier than a regular pair of shoes, so there goes my Shape-Ups/Street Flyers connection. Second, after walking around in the Shape-Ups today, my muscles weren’t sore. It will take lots of walking – in these shoes or any other pair of shoes – to lose any weight, and since I won’t be trying, I doubt it will happen. I’m quite all right with that. I feel better knowing that I’m not wearing these shoes for the trendy reason and wearing them for the same reason I’d wear any other pair of shoes I like: They’re comfy!

Oh, and for those of you that were wondering, here’s how things went down with my husband:

“You bought Shape-Ups?”

“Yep.”

Pause.

“Don’t judge. I know I’m a hypocrite. You needn’t say anything.”

“I’m not judging,” he said with a smirk that said it all. And of course, he is right. :)

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Readdressing the topic of eating disorders

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

For three years, I ran a website called The Disordered Times, which was about news relating to eating disorders. I stopped adding new stuff to it when I realized that keeping tabs on eating disorders was actually hampering my own recovery, keeping my mind focused on the topic and therefore unable to focus on other things.

The last few months have been a wonderful and much-needed break from the topic, but I’m ready – at least occasionally – to say more on the issue. I will periodically contribute to Rachel Richardson’s site, The F-Word, and link to posts there when I write something about eating disorders. That said, have a look at my first contribution. Thoughts?

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Not a whole lot of shit to say

Sunday, July 26th, 2009

It seems that in the midst of a busy couple of months leading into the nice break I’ve had for the last couple of weeks, I have forgotten how to write. Rather, I have forgotten to mentally note things that piss me off and write about them here. I guess when things are going well, picking up on these things isn’t as easy as it usually is. Slacking off has also made me lazy, and I have therefore written nothing else of note, either. I really, really thought about changing this within the last week or so, but when I have been on the computer, I have been exploring the cool new shit in Sims 3. It’s been a time-consuming adventure, consisting of entire evenings for several consecutive evenings. So until now I have just thought about writing and continued my mission of creating Sim love triangles and finding ways to set things on fire. Trust me, it’s time well spent.

On top of my laziness, my creative side just hasn’t been into writing. Instead, I have been delving my energy into jewelry making, and I am thinking of starting yet another blog (that I will surely eventually ignore) where I will put my creations up for sale. I’ll make a note here when it’s up.

Oh yeah, and to top it all off, I got a stupid-ass cold shortly after we moved in. That did piss me off. I should write more about that.

In the meantime, have a look at our new living quarters. We finally hung stuff on the walls today, which means we are now 100% moved in. Now I really have no excuse for not writing.

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An open letter to Jillian Michaels

Thursday, April 30th, 2009

Dear Jillian Michaels,

Even though I don’t watch a lot of prime time TV, I know that you’re a hell of a trainer on The Biggest Loser. My husband and I canceled our gym membership in January and Wii Fit just hasn’t been getting the job done, so I decided that we should give your workout DVDs a try. My sister recommended them. She says they kick her ass, and I figured that if they challenge her athletic, muscular and flexible body, then they’d kill me. So I ordered a trio off Amazon.

They arrived in the mail this morning and I tried your “Burn Fat Boost Metabolism” cardio workout just a couple of hours ago. I knew it would be a challenge, and…damn. About twenty minutes in, I felt like passing out and had to take a break. After that, my already exhausted muscles made my motions look halfassed. You said that nothing should be done with anything less than full effort, and as horrible as I looked, the truth is that I really was giving it all I had. I am unfortunately just that out of shape. I’m glad you couldn’t see me. You would have laughed.

I’m also glad you didn’t see all the times I flipped you off and called you and your demonstrators mean names. I wasn’t really angry at you. I was simply coming to the realization that my body is ridiculously weak and sometimes the pain of my throbbing muscles was too much. I had to vent somehow. I am also insanely jealous of your helpers, who can do a perfect split. Those bitches are flexible!

Now that I am done with my first workout and feel completely, uh, worked out, I know I’ll be coming back for more. I’ll keep doing this fucker until I can make it through the entire thing without needing a break and completely keeling over from exhaustion at the end. And damn, if this doesn’t transform my body into a well-sculpted, efficiently running machine, I have no idea what will. It’s on.

Sincerely, your new, weak piece of crap fan,

Charlynn

P.S. – My husband also did the workout and now I feel a little better knowing that he didn’t make it through the entire thing without needing a break, either. It’s not just me – it’s just that much of a challenge. And he called you all bitches, too.

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Going green for Earth Day!

Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009

I just hope you didn’t do it the way I did. I have been celebrating my Earth Day by repeatedly pumping up bile and lemon-lime Gatorade. Not exactly the way I like going green.

The Taco Time dinner my husband and I ate for dinner last night apparently had some sort of bacteria-laden infestation in it. Our bodies have fought it hard, resulting in numerous painful, urgent trips to Porcelaina and more than one trash can of the vile green stuff for both of us. It’s been misery at its finest.

The good news is that we’re on the upswing now, although we are not by any means feeling 100%. We’re both a little woozy but at least we can keep fluids down. We’ve also successfully munched down some crackers, but the furious growling of my stomach tells me that my body is revolted by them. If I weren’t sitting still right now, I’d probably be in trouble.

It’s too bad Taco Time had to put us through this brutality because we (did) go there fairly often. Their veggie burrito and bean burrito are fantastic for fast-food caliber. But after repeatedly coughing them up for several hours last night, I think I’d rather pull out my own teeth than eat there again.

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Vitamin D is my friend

Sunday, April 19th, 2009

Many friends, both readers of this blog and elsewhere, have asked about what’s happened since I underwent a little bit of medical drama the week before last. I figured I’d write an update since people are kind enough to actually give a damn (and I thank you for that).

The results: good! The DEXA scan results indicated that my bone mass is actually better than originally estimated. I am still a bit below normal, but I fall in the low-normal range instead of osteopenic range throughout most of my body. The areas that did turn out osteopenic were my right hip and, interestingly enough, the right vertebrae of my neck.  Why one side of my vertebrae is eroded and the other isn’t will forever be a mystery to me, but that’s what the results show. Bloodwork showed that my calcium is well in normal range and my parathyroid is working perfectly, so no worries there. My levels of vitamin D were dismal, however, so my doctor wrote me a prescription for a massively-concentrated supplement. My orders are to take the green jellybean-shaped pill twice a week for the next six weeks.

I cannot freakin’ tell you how amazing my body felt after the first pill. For the first time in who-knows-how-long, my bones didn’t hurt. The change was an instantaneous: I went from the aches and groans of 87-year-old bones (perceived age) to the rather painless and happy bones of a 27-year-old (actual age). The effect started wearing off as of yesterday (so now they feel about 40), but I’ll take another pill today and probably feel good-as-new again. Awesome. So now I know why I’ve been  feeling like such an old woman: not enough vitamin D!

A vitamin D deficiency is not uncommon for people at this time of year due to lack of sun exposure over the winter. Most of the vitamin D we give our bodies on a day-to-day basis simply comes from being outside. We all need to make sure we give our bodies enough vitamin D, because without it, the body does not properly absorb calcium. For people like me who cannot afford to lose bone mass, this is crucial. From now on, I won’t halfass it.

My newfound discovery of the joys of vitamin D doesn’t eradicate every concern I was having, but at least it helps. Now I know where I stand with my bone/parathyroid health and can put all the speculation to rest. I feel good about going through all the shit I did, and will – that is, until the bills arrive. Then I’ll need a bit of maintenance on my mental health.

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