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Friday, August 9, 2013

Ewww! Dat’s Nasty: The Pathogens That Live On the Bottom of Your Shoes

poop on shoe Ewww! Dats Nasty: The Pathogens That Live On the Bottom of Your Shoesimage: katiebordner

I’ve been demonized by my family. I may as well grow horns and start attacking people with my pitch fork. The fam gets ticked because I constantly harass them to take off their shoes at the door. They say I’m real irritating and bitchy with my “no-shoes” demands, but I wouldn’t be such a bitch if they would just do what I ask. They barely listen to me. I’m ignored lots and lots.

Momma gets no respect.

If you trek your shoes into the house, you need to cut that shizz out right now. It doesn’t matter if you have carpet, tile or hardwood. You’re dragging in nasty stuff from outside that contaminates your flooring with germs, pathogens and toxic crap that can ultimately make you extremely ill. This news is especially important if you exercise at home or if you have a baby.

Why is that? Home exercisers no doubt get down close to the floor and babies are big time crawlers. Keep in mind that pathogens can also be picked up by bare feet in the house and carried into bed or wherever else you roam.

Besides the nastiness dragged in from stepping in saliva, snot loogies, vomit and urine (think about the floor in a public restroom), here are a few of the most serious offenders given a free pass into the home when you don’t leave your shoes at the door:

COLIFORM: An easy-to-test-for organism found in the intestinal tract of both human and animals, and also in soil and vegetation. Coliform is an indicator that harmful pathogens may be present. These pathogens include viruses, bacteria, protozoa and parasites. Coliform found in water (ever step in a puddle or muddied soil?) is a sure fire indicator of fecal contamination.

E. COLI: Belonging to the Coliform family, harmful strains of E.Coli are primarily introduced to the body orally via such routes as food, water, weird sex or poor sanitation, and can be found on common surfaces such as floors, toilet seats, and door handles.

KLEBSIELLA PNEUMONIA: This bacteria is found in the intestines and poop of humans. It can cause significant damage to the lungs if inhaled, and can also cause a bloodstream infection. Klebsiella exposure can be fatal. Exposure to the pathogen may come about after using the bathroom, ingesting contaminated food, person-to-person contact via contaminated hands, and also by coming into contact with other contaminated surfaces. This pathogen can also cause urinary tract infection and infection at wound sites on the body.

GOOD READ >> Study Reveals High Level Bacteria on Footwear

…and let’s not forget about motor oil. It’s obviously toxic to humans and animals. If you’ve ever stepped on a greasy black patch in a parking lot, you brought those contaminants into your home.

That’s it! I’m done with my pathogenic, bacteria-laden fear-mongering for today.

You’re welcome.

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Thursday, December 2, 2010

The bottom whine, errr, line.


(My ass’ new BFF)

Ahh People.

I laugh.

Id completely and totally gifted myself this blogpost to whine, b*tch, kvetch & moan.

I was pumped.

I was excited!

I was ready to unload & be all!about!me!!

Until I sat down and plopped fingers to keyboard.

What did my dearth of words cause me to (re)learn about myself? (thanks for asking)

Im not a very good whiner.

For each lament I almost  typed I innately, instinctively, found the silver lining.

What started out as a planned complaint session with comments closed (you know, lest anyone tried to cheer or perk me up & all) transformed into the bullets below.

Mainly minus the whine and more an update of sorts.

(my apologies to all of you who’ve listened to my whines lately. please to know you’re probably the reason I was able to silver-lining focus up in herre. and, again, THANK YOU. please to out yourselves?)

I am 100% officially out of the race in Vegas. It’s funny.  I was shocked how many of *you* were shocked when I shared this fact on Twitter.  I’d really thought I’d whined up a STORM in these posts.   What started as back ‘tightness’ seems to have *really* originated in my glute-area (hence the photo above).  Ten weeks no running later plus the fact I cant walk a mile let alone 13.1 equals no race for me.I’m 99.9% certain Im not traveling to Vegas (I like to leave things open for a miracle. you never know!) Im already out race-fees & am not able to incur flight, hotel, food & childcare for an event Im not doing.  In addition, Im sad.  I wish I could be out there running.  As much as Id like to say Im woman enough to spend money I dont have to come and cheer everyone on—Im not.  Im woman enough to realize that some of my sadness stems from lack of sleep (for a while the pain was keeping the slumber as well as the exercise at bay) which leads me to…Im indeed Silverlining McGee. Making it to age 40 without ever being injured & having this all suddenly tossed my way** has caused me to realize a few things.  First, Im not addicted to exercise.  Id always surmised this.  Id definitely professed this.  Ive learned it is true.  Next, I am resourceful.  When I lose one form of stress-reduction instead of wallowing I find another (Hello meditation!). Lastly, this derailment might just be what I needed to discover my love of the run.  Now that I absolutely can not run—Ive found I long to. That would be a fab silver lining in this misfit’s mind.I am all about the family.   As with the shocking(not) realization Im not an exercise addict this one is more a happy finding out I am what I thought I was (does that even make sense? it does to me).  Giving up running/the race in Vegas has been nothing compared to sitting and watching my daughter play instead of participating.  Missing out on the half-marathon is nothing compared to telling her ‘mommy is going to sit on the bench and watch you play‘ or (even worse to me) telling her NO! to the playground & opting for a more sedentary playplace.  The word heartbreaking comes immediately to mind.

So that’s where I leave you on this Friday.

AssRolling.

ArseSITTING.

Exercise-longing.

Vegas-missing.

And.

Scene.

**my injury (if we wanna call it that) was NOT caused by exercise at all. welcome to age 41 I guess…


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