Safety and Cycling Shoes

[DDH]

Not that out running is a bad idea, but it's not always possible to do so. There are self defense classes designed for women that teach you what to do when you're not going to out-run the bad guy, like when you're asleep in you bed, and he's on top of you. Sorry to be scary, but it happens. You can be attacked anywhere.

I went to a "Model Mugging" demontration years ago in NYC. I'm not even sure if they're still in business. I didn't take the class, but I learned so much from just the demonstration, things I still remember when a creepy guy is walking too close behind me on a desolate street. I don't feel helpless. I know there are things I can do to try to stop an attack, and good ways to fight (dirty!) if I have to.

If you're afraid of being attacked, I recommend that you take a self defense class. It's really empowering.

This was going to be my suggestion. Take a self defense class or learn a martial art. It's always better to try to get away and that is what most teach, but you may need to be able to disable the person enough to get away. My son is in what is called American Ninjitsu and this is mostly self defense moves to enable you to get away from your attacker first. If this is not possible then you imobilize them.
This not only makes you safer but also boost your confidence tremendously.
Don't let the criminals win.

[Meg McKilty]

One should take reasonable precautions, but I can't live by 'what ifs.'

Here, here!

If you get attacked, think about what you would do so you know. Being a medical professional, one MUST take action; there are no spare seconds.

Think the same way when something may happen: you've got shoes with hard cleats sticking out of the bottom of them and carbon soles, you've got a hard helmet, you have a bike if you can manage to get behind it and swing it around (one can always buy a new bike).

Last but not least, all good boxers know you always have your fists. Don't give up the good fight. I refuse to live in fear of people and things.

[KnottedYet]

I don't wear high heels.

I don't wear road shoes.


If I can't run across a street in it, I ain't wearing it.

(am I the only one who remembers the piles of women's high heeled shoes ditched during Sept 11th and during the continent-wide black out a couple years later? There's a reason...)