Born To Run

This review is about shoes.

I just finished the book Born To Run by Christopher McDougall.

One major takeaway from this book is the idea that modern athletic shoes actually hurt our feet by bypassing the natural action of the foot. The book presents the foot as an incredibly engineered, infinitely adaptable little piece of the body. That’s not hard for me to believe. The idea is that modern athletic shoes coddle your feet so much that the feet get weak, resulting in a far greater incidence of running injuries (and back problems, I suspect) than people had before Nike and others popularized “jogging” and the modern running shoe. The shoes also encourage a method of running that causes damage. And, after having problems *caused* by their shoes, changing shoes or adding orthotics, etc., to solve the problem isn’t addressing the root cause of the problem: the over-engineered shoes themselves. The book makes the statement that running shoes don’t reduce injury, they reduce pain. So if they’re accelerating injury but hiding the pain, that’s bad. Is this true? Well, the book convinced me.

Naturally, if you’ve got repaired bone or ligaments in your body, this is something to take very carefully — and gradually. Talk to a doctor. Or talk to a few until you find someone that you think is really taking a fresh look at things, rather than someone just repeating the conventional wisdom he was introduced to in medical school.

The author of the book comes across as a little over-eager to me, but not to the point where I distrust his message and conclusions. It’s a mass-market book and I expect he’s trying to keep the pacing of the book fast to keep it interesting. The author offsets this by liberally mentioning names of researchers and one or more studies throughout the book, adding substantial credibility in my view. But I already bought the premise and am inclined to trust the body to do things the right way, if left alone — so I was an easy target.

I bought some minimalist shoes for everyday wear, Moc3 RunAmocs by SoftStarShoes. I’ve been wearing them only a day now so it’s too early for a report, other than to say that they’re comfy so far. And the folks at Soft Star Shoes were very friendly and helpful.

I know in my case, on the occasion that I’m around the house all weekend watching my young children (thus little or no shoe wearing), my knees feel great on Monday. Barefoot agrees with me.

Many shoes make my knees hurt so I’ve long been on the lookout for a magic orthotic insert and I’ve tried two or three without much improvement. I’m now headed in the opposite direction: Getting as close to factory defaults (barefoot) as possible. We’ll see how that goes. The idea of strengthening my feet by simply letting them do their job without artificial cushioning resonates as a pretty basic idea that aligns with my opinion that the body has an uncanny ability to self-correct and heal all kinds of problems, given the opportunity.

It was also an enjoyable book. Recommended. I bought the paperback on Amazon and got the audio CD version from the public library.

Levofloxacin

My wife has had a sore throat for a couple of months. Gets worse at night, becomes just annoying during the day. No fever. Tried ten days of doxycycline about a month and a half ago, no improvement. Tried amoxicillin for ten days, finished a couple weeks ago. The amoxicillin cleared it up until the day before her last dose. Effective, but it apparently didn’t kill it fully. Before the amoxicillin, she had visible white craters in at least one of her tonsils. One of her tonsils was inflamed but we don’t know if it’s always that way. It’s been inflamed ever since (less than a month that we know of).

No fever. She did have a fever briefly right before she started the amoxicillin (pretty sure on the timing there) but none since.

During this all she’s also had a cough. So have both of our girls and I. The cough went away during her amoxicillin.

She quit smoking three days ago. She didn’t notice the scratchy throat getting better or worse as a result, though it may be way too soon to expect any real change from the cessation of smoking.

She went to the walk-in clinic today. The person who saw her prescribed the antibiotic levofloxacin (trade name Levaquin). She was also prescribed Flonase, which has its own yucko symptoms but they don’t come near the severity of levofloxacin’s symptoms and so Flonase is not the subject of this post.

I looked Levaquin up immediately, as I always do with anything my wife or children are prescribed. The side effects floored me. That first link is to the Levaquin.com web site and the side effects are, simply put, horrific.

I quickly texted my wife and she called me promptly. She had already left the walk-in clinic. I told her briefly about the side effects and what I wanted her to do. I called the walk-in clinic and talked to the receptionist. I told her that I simply was not comfortable having my wife take an antibiotic with such severe (and apparently long-term judging from first-hand reports online) symptoms for something that is not life or death. It took my wife about an hour to sort this out and get her new prescription. They prescribed her Azythromycin, which is fine with me.

While my wife said she doesn’t blame them, she said she got real attitude from the nurse and that the person who prescribed the levofloxacin (not a doctor, I believe) never came back to see her. My wife said the nurse gave her the attitude of “it’s that antibiotic or none” and my wife had to press to get something between amoxicillin and levofloxacin without the utterly nasty side effects, to which the nurse finally asked, “What does your husband recommend we prescribe?!?” My wife said azythromycin would be okay and so they prescribed that.

I’m very disappointed with how they handled it. Instead of treating my wife with understanding, they chose to go in a very different direction, getting territorial and making her the bad guy.

I’m also quite disappointed that they prescribed levofloxacin in the first place.

Daisy Girl Scouts Organ Donation Speaker

My daughter is six and a half years old. She’s in Kindergarten. She’s learning to read. On Mondays she goes to her weekly Daisy Girl Scouts meeting where she plays with other girls from her school, including first graders and a couple of volunteer older girls.

I found out that at today’s Daisy Girl Scouts meeting, they had a guest speaker tell them all about… wait for it… organ donation. Excuse me? I talked to her about it. She said they gave them coloring books that included something about a girl whose kidneys didn’t work. And the person asked them a lot of questions. What kind of questions, I gently probed. She couldn’t put one together for me, but she did tell me that she learned that you can give part of your body to someone if you’re dead. What?

I’m talking to her Daisy leader this week.