New running shoes for the brand snob

Ever since we’d bought Mat some awesome new cross trainers for netball and the gym, I’d been highly jealous. I love new things (yet go out of my way to get them rarely) and it had been a year and a half since I’d purchased a new pair of trainers for myself. But, I’d promised myself I would be patient, and only buy a pair when necessary.

Then I was rewarded. The sides of my shoes opened to form a gaping hole for the side of my big toe, and a new pair of shoes because a necessity rather than a want. I waited until pay day, then no sooner had the clock struck 5pm and I had finished work for the day that I was headed out the door to Rebel Sports.

I thought I would be just doing the exact same as what I’d done back at the start of 2007. Look at the Asics Netburner range, look for the most expensive, and somehow convince myself expensive meant great (although my last shoes WERE pretty awesome). But this time I had an additional requirement – they had to be good for running too. So through the process of evolution I now needed a pair of x trainers, not just shoes to be used exclusively for netball. This whole area was new for me, I was in foreign territory.

I consulted with the footwear assistant on my dilemma. He confirmed running shoes were out, as were netball shoes. Then he got technical, which I’d never had before. I stripped for him (just my shoes – get your mind out of the gutter!) and paraded up and down the catwalk, I mean, store, in just socks. At first I was comfortable with it, but then during later discussions I decided I was never doing that again. He had observed everything I hate about my feet.

He pointed out that:

  1. I have extremely wide feet at the front
  2. I have a normal sized heel; and
  3. Therefore I don’t have a normal shaped/size woman’s foot.

I asked if that meant I should be looking at men’s shoes, and he said while they had other women that did that (and I could if I wanted to) he thought I should still aim for the women’s shoes, but that my range was now limited. By a lot. In fact, to 4 pairs of shoes out of the total store. I could have added more, but he echoed my thoughts when he said it’s not worth going for the cheap shoes – with footwear you truly are paying for quality.

My choices were limited to a pair of each of the following brands: New Balance, Brooks, Nike (although grudingly, he said they were more designed for fashion than for serious stability), and some other brand that was obviously not very good because I can’t remember it. Now I should confess here and say I’m a HUGE brand snob when it comes to my trainers. I’m usually a 3 brand girl – Asics, Adidas and Nike. And giving his pain in recommending the NIke, that one was out. The other one I can’t remember why I didn’t choose it, but it was out too.

Which left me with the New Balance and Brooks. I’ve always always always thought in my mind they were both crap brands. But I wanted new shoes, and was willing to give them a chance. We measured up my feet, where we found I also had a massive foot. 10 1/2 in women’s shoes, holy moly! He went out the back to get the sizes while I sat down with a foot complex.

He came back and explained he’d forgotten they didn’t have 1/2 size shoes when you get up to the 10′s and so on with women’s shoes, so it was 10 or 11. I tried on the size 10 of the new balance (purple and very girly) and found my toe was touching the end, it was too small. Size 11 it was (FAR OUT!). Unfortunately they didn’t have a size 11 in the New Balance either, so if I didn’t like the Brooks then it was no go for me. I tried it on, and found that surprisingly it felt pretty damn good!

New Brooks x trainers

New Brooks x trainers

I went for a walk in it, he pointed out the benefits of the shoes, and I tried blocking out the brand and focusing on the feel. They were light, they felt supportive, and very very stable. I was sold, and was more keen than ever to replace my current shoes with this new pair. He escorted me up the front where I paid for them (scoring a 5% discount courtesy of my gym membership thank you very much) and made my way home. As I’ve been writing this blog, I’ve actually been wearing the shoes and occasionally looking down at them. There’s just so much silver!!

The technology section on the Brooks site sounds pretty impressive. MoGo etc etc. On the back of the shoe (you can’t really see it in that picture) is a bit of plastic that has the words “HydroFlow” on it. I couldn’t find anything on the internet, but on the label it says the shoe has a “Patented silicon-based system engineered to dampen shock at impact. Dynamically disperses fluid around the heel (huh?! Cool!). Never wears out, outlives the life of the shoe). Wow!

So tonight I crossed a new path – I’ve shrugged off the brand snob label and giving a new brand a go. In just under an hour I’ll be playing my first game of netball in them, and will have to give you an update of how they went. I have a feeling I’ll be very very happy.

Go on, get angry!

netball.jpgSo Ladies C had their first win at superleague this weekend, with a strong victory over Beenleigh. Unfortunately I didn’t catch the final score, but last I’d checked it was us mid 40′s, them mid 30′s. The gap was at least 10 goals anyway. It was a great game by the girls, very patient, quick when we needed to be, and the defence was going off with lots of turnovers. Our shooters had their eyes in and it was difficult for them to miss.

But I thought I would share a story with you all, of an exciting moment for me in the last quarter. I was GK (Goal Keeper) and a rather largish girl was GS (Goal Shooter). She had been defence for their team right up until this point. So the ball comes down to the Beenleigh shooting end for the first time, and Toni was defending the GA (Goal Attack) as she took her first shot. I was standing in front of the GS, not touching but very close, getting ready to jump in case of a rebound. The very next moment, I felt her push right up into my backside in an attempt to make me step forward, and out of position. Normally I don’t mind a little bit of contact, but this was a very hard shove. So, I pushed back.

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Mighty blister encourages new shoes

netball.jpgA fortnight ago at netball training, I encountered the biggest and most painful blister on the joint of my big toe on my left foot. It was caused by rubbing, and after minutes of agony on court, it popped and I knew the shoe was coming off. I found that another part of my foot had also been rubbing, and rubbed the skin so much that it had actually left a HUGE stain of blood over my shoe and sock (which I still can’t quite get out of my socks). Hence I knew it was time for new shoes…..

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Mens B – Winners 2006

SL_GF_2006_trophy.jpgRegular readers to this blog would know that I play a fair bit of netball. Superleague netball is formed by teams across the Sunshine Coast, Brisbane and the Gold Coast. Our team – Kawana Crows – was the only team from the Sunshine Coast playing in Division 1 Superleague.

Last Saturday night was the grand final for the season. Mens B was the only team from Kawana to make the finals. Quite a few teams had made the preliminary finals (including my ladies C team), but only 3 had made the semi finals. Mix C, Mens B, and Over 30′s ladies. Mix C & Over 30′s Ladies bowed out, and Mens B confirmed its potential when it beat competition favourites Brisbane to make the grand final against Beenleigh.

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Netball and knees and hot chocolate, oh my!

It’s been a long time since I’ve done a post about my latest injury. I’ll start by describing the events of the weekend.

Friday night
Pretty much nothing, just chilling at home with Mat watching some movies before we both pass out on the couch, wake up late and go to bed.

Saturday morning
While I lazed around in an extreme manner at home, slowly washing clothes and cleaning the house Mat went into work and went 4wd’ing with the boys. It was a mad rush for him to get home in time so we could head to Beenleigh for netball though.

Saturday afternoon/evening
Headed over to Adam & Chere’s place to join them in a car trip to Beenleigh for superleague netball. We stopped at Lone Star on the way to have some lunch, where we were extremely impressed with the value for money. We purchased some potato skins and garlic bread for an entree, and with 4 adults eating it we were full. Yet our main meals to come. We got some chicken burgers and a steak burger and were STUFFED with only 2 hours left to digest before our games. The food was delicious, and the garlic bread was so garlicy it warranted an immediate intake of Extra gum by all.

However, it didn’t stop us from requiring a post lunch coffee (and hot chocolate for Chere). We stopped at Hungry Jacks, where Chere was devastated to learn they didn’t serve HC’s so she would have to get one from somewhere else. She purchased some water instead to um….enhance her milk for Jack (ew ew ew ew ew). Mat and I managed to make a complete mess of the coffees, but I had asked for the drink tray so everything I spilt landed in there. Mat made it look like he had pissed himself *grin*

We kept heading towards Beenleigh for netball, and upon arriving at the netball courts with an hour or so until our game were a little shocked to see that there wasn’t anyone at the centre yet. It was completely locked up, with gates padlocked so you couldn’t even park in the car park. Chere reminded Adam that she hadn’t had her HC yet so we went on the prowl again, pulling up at the 7-11. Success!! They sold hot chocolate! Only problem? The machine didn’t work and mistook a hot chocolate for meaning milk and water. Yum. So Chere left it behind and went without her HC yet again.

Driving back to the courts, we saw the Golden Arches and went through the drive through again looking for a Hot Chocolate. “Sorry we don’t sell hot chocolates, would you like some fries with that?” Defeated, we headed back to the netball centre where we were pleased to find that someone had finally opened the gates and the doors to the centre. We parked and headed inside, where a big Nescafe sign greeted Chere. THEY SOLD HOT CHOCOLATE! She was set for the rest of the night.

Finally, it was time to play.

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