That's a lot of Look (and my violet psyche)



I did a lot of research on walking poles this morning. I wanted to avoid writing a post about how ridiculous this woman looks, only to have someone point out that these poles are made for people with Parkinson's disease or something and oh, aren't I just a horrible person? Because this woman looks like she could possibly have a shake. And there's plenty of uneven pavement in this city
—Lord knows I've experienced it first hand. Although it would prove me wrong, I really had hoped this was the case. It would make me feel better about this woman and our society as a whole.

So I went to Google and typed in "urban walking sticks." Via the second link, I discovered The Nordic Walking Pole, The American Nordic Walking Association and their blog, the Nordic Walking Blog. What is Nordic Walking, you ask? Well,
"Nordic Walking is a great fitness workout for people who are looking for a fun physical activity and maximum health benefits combined with convenience." (Read: It's speed walking with two sticks.)

Now, I'm not hating on Nordic Walking. I watched the exclusive web trailer and while, yes, you do indeed look stupid while Nordic Walking, it apparently targets 90% of your muscles and seems to be a good fitness option for the older crowd. Hell! I'm even gonna go ahead and say that Nordic Blading looks kind of legit:

So I get Nordic Walking. I may not like it, but I get it. I am an educated consumer in the art of Nordic Walking.

But here's the thing: the woman in question was not Nordic Walking. I wouldn't even say she was walking at all; it was more of a meander than anything else. Being educated in the art of Nordic Walking, I also know that for Nordic Walking to be effective, the poles must be shoulder-width apart, at their proper 45-degree angle, hands open and in the "grip-and-go" state.


Therefore, I am able to mock this woman, free of all guilt or ignorance.

Now, the problem I have with this woman's misuse of her Nordic Walking poles is the same problem I have with The Snuggie/Slanket, The Peekaru and The Tinge: it's stupid and unnecessary and someone (who is not me) is making money off of your stupidity and need of said unnecessary products. And I hate it.

I just don't understand why this woman feels the need to walk around with Nordic Walking poles at all. Lady you're clearly not exercising; you're just slowly walking to the office. And you're walking through fucking Dupont, not the god damn Himalayas. It's not that challenging of a walk. I know this because I live in Dupont Circle. If it were challenging to walk around Dupont everyday, do you think I'd live there? No. Because I am a fat, lazy, house cat who hates a challenge. If I can do it, you can do it.

And this isn't even the first able-bodied jackass I've seen sauntering around the city with walking poles! There are plenty of 'em out there! Check out this father-son team featured on the Nordic Walking Blog:
What?! You're not exercising! You're not even hiking! You are literally walking on the flattest, most lush-green-grass-covered plane of earth in existence! What, your son doesn't get beat-up enough at school so you decided to give him two sticks and take him on a walk to the local yacht club? Good idea. That'll make a man out of him. What sort of father are you?! This photo isn't "family fun," it's evidence for someone to call Child Services.

Sigh. I just. Don't. Get it. If you're not going to use the walking sticks for their intended low-resistance, high-results purpose, then why use them at all? Because you look absolutely ridiculous! And I can completely understand looking ridiculous if it means dropping a few pounds. Fuck, I'd commute to work in a sombrero and assless chaps if it means dropping even half a dress size. But would I walk around in a sombrero and assless chaps just for funsies? No. Because I still have a shred of self-respect left. One single shred.

Yesterday someone I follow on Twitter tweeted a link to a "What Color is Your Psyche?" quiz. Being bored as fuck, I dediced to take it. I was very displeased with my results, so I made Anna and Chris take it as well. Now, both of their results were pretty accurate and yet, here's mine:

Your Psyche is Violet

You are spiritual, intuitive, and serene.

People trust you to rescue them from bad situations, and you usually come through.

While you are quite enlightened, you find that your path is very lonely.

When you are too violet: you can't connect to ordinary life or ordinary people

When you don't have enough violet: you lack wisdom and can't learn from the past

What?! First of all, I am the least spiritual, intuitive and serene person you will ever meet. "Neurotic," "stressed out" and "tense" are three better terms to describe myself. And my path in life is destined to be "very lonely"?! Not even just plain lonely, but very lonely? What the fuck is that?? I want off this path! I mean, being enlightened is great and all, but I don't want to be very lonely for the rest of my life! Look at that sad, emo avatar! I don't want to be the girl who picks flowers and cries!

I'm scared that this whole urban walking pole craze, Tinge, Snuggie/Slanket/Peekaru nonsense is just further proof of my lonely enlightenment. Because I don't want to walk down a very lonely path for the rest of my life without the aid of two European crafted Nordic Walking poles.


Anonymous said...

"People trust you to rescue them from bad situations, and you usually come through."

Bad Situation = Work
Coming Through = This Blog

So like 1/4 of its right.

Sarah said...

My psyche is apparently blue, and I got the same damn sad emo avatar -- with a blue background instead of a purple one. WTF?

2b1b: The sardonic voice of 20-somethings everywhere, Monday through Friday. said...

Awww...you're anonymously adorable!

Chris got blue too, Sarah. It didn't sound so bad!

Casey said...

Perhaps more importantly: do my eyes deceive me, or is that an outdoor escalator beside Walking Pole Woman????????!!!!

Casey said...

P.S. I'm yellow, which basically said I'm a spaz. So don't feel bad. And my avatar was emo, too, despite being "ZOMG I'M SO HAPPY I'M YELLOW HOORAYYY LOLOLOLZZZZ!!1!!"

2b1b: The sardonic voice of 20-somethings everywhere, Monday through Friday. said...

That is indeed an outdoor escalator. That's how us DC-ites get down to our metro.

Stand right, walk left 4lyfe.

Anonymous said...

I got violet as well! This is ridiculous. Cannot possibly be accurate when it only asks 5 questions.

2b1b: The sardonic voice of 20-somethings everywhere, Monday through Friday. said...

Well, good. We can both be on the same lonely path being all emo together.

Anonymous said...

I was orange and it told me i was hedonistic which sounds way too evil. So I retook it and got yellow. I also learned that I'm an afternoon person and my life is better than 61% of all people. suck on that world.

Lindsay said...

I saw an entire TEAM of those damn pole people last weekend. In Boston. Those assholes took up the entire sidewalk and gave me dirty looks when their sticks got in my way. Bitches.

John said...

Apparently I am green. "You are able to relax almost everyone you meet. You are naturally comforting."

So take it from me as I relax and comfort you - anyone who is willing to do that much research so they can accurately mock someone (who was clearly in need of mocking) is not destined to be sad and alone! Promise!

Patrick said...

The only way I'd ever allow someone I know to use a "walking stick" is if the handle would pull out and there was a sweet blade attached to it for self defense. Maybe I should invent this device and show it off to some crazy pole walkers.

2b1b: The sardonic voice of 20-somethings everywhere, Monday through Friday. said...

Thanks John. I am instantly relaxed by you and your green-ness.

Unknown said...

what the FUCK. I am violet too...I am neither intuitive nor serene. I never rescue anyone from bad situations. I usually get them into said situations and then laugh at them. This is all wrong!!!!!

Anonymous said...

I seriously am addicted to these quizzes. I've gotten shit from probably 12 different people for taking assorted tests and posting them all on my FB page. I don't curr. My day is incomplete if I can't find out what kind of vampire/Disney villain/dog breed/Barbie doll I am. My special favorite is "What Periodic Element Are You?" Saving that for tomorrow. FINGERS CROSSED FOR BORON!

Anonymous said...

Ok. I feel you on the walking sticks. I live in Dupont too and if I saw someone with those and I was reasonably sure that person was not disabled, I would feel equally horrified by them. However, you are misguided in your distaste for the Snuggie. I am sorry but you just are. I once thought that the Snuggie was lame. Then I got one for 12.95 at Bed Bath & Beyond. I am now a believer. Just putting it out there.

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