Keeping Balance with Vibrating Shoes

DrLudicrous writes "The NYTimes (free registration) is running an article that summerizes a forthcoming Physical Review Letters article. The article is about how low amplitude vibrations can help a person better sense when they are off balance. The authors write that they improved the balance of senior citizens by using small vibrations in the floor, making their sense of balance like that of a 25 year old. Apparently, this background noise helps to stimulate the neurons in the feet, making them more susceptible to detecting imbalances."

Comments

Re:Bass

[kingkade]

So all the BASS played in a club is so a drunk can walk around trying to pick up chicks and still stand!

Exactly, BASS=ASS.

F to tha P

[Anonymous Coward]

You can all vibrate your mother!

Oh man

[Anonymous Coward]

You know what I hate?

When you have to fart, but you're too lazy to get up, so you go ahead and let rip right where you're sitting, then about 2 seconds later you realize, yep, this one's a smelly one, and you're choking on the sulferous fumes of your own creation.

I just did that. Fuck.

Re:Conditioned response?

[handybundler]

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hustler

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Hustler

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