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Feet and Shoes

My bum muscles hurt in order to show their unappreciation of exercise and shenanigans of that ilk, and they've been joined by pain from the back of my ankles.

I have the delight of a bleeding ex-blister about the size of a five penny piece on my Achilles tendon which I think will really limit my footwear choices for a while.

Yes, I admit that occasionally me having a great deal of both stubborness and pain tolerance is a disadvantage, because I've fucked up a minor mishap into a more grevious one because what was once a blister got turned into a cut through my insistence on walking instead of stopping to tend to it, and now the tendon feels stiff and unwilling to move.

And now we're trying my other theory that it will heal fastest if left to air (which may or may not be true, but seems the standard conditioning of the Yugs) but I'll put a dressing on it before I go out.

Other than that, had a thoroughly nice evening with sparktastic, despite the torrential rain.

I was more knackered than I realised because I fell into a deep sleep as soon as I got home, in a foetal curl on the couch and didn't find this the least bit uncomfortable because I was so deeply passed out.

I'm amused by the fact that I feel more inconvenienced by not being able to wear high heels for next couple of weeks (until foot heals) than by the pain and stiffness factors.

Love of shoes is pretty endemic to the women in my family though, and despite having strikingly different styles we do almost all adore shoes. My sister is the winner in the shoe department as she has more pairs than she knows what to do with, and my shoe collection is relatively modest (since my current salary is extremely modest too) but still I adore shoes and I still get satisfaction through just being able to look at them.

Despite my recent abuses of them my feet are one of the most grateful and trouble-free parts of my body- they are slender and quite pretty so finding shoes is not a huge problem. I can even walk without toppling over in heels as long as the heel is a wedge and not a stiletto.

It's only in the past two years that I have seen the value of wearing clothes or footwear in a colour other than black and I must say it's improved my mood and well-being immesurably.

Podiatrists and reflexoligists tend to be my number one ennemy though. I've got ridiculously thin skinned and sensitive feet, and most touch is unpleasant.

Over the years through battles with various types of footwear I've acquired scarrs and touches of functional callus like a tattoo (e.g. a ridge of thickened skin on the outer side of the big and little toes which allows for comfortable wearing of several sandals, a slightly thickened heel from battles with Birkenstocks etc.). When I was a child I used to walk around barefoot at every opportunity and it seemed like a great idea- I almost regret no longer being able to do so now.


( 9 comments — Leave a comment )
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Jul. 8th, 2004 07:50 pm (UTC)
Heels are goood :D

I tend to ignore radical anybody ;)
Jul. 8th, 2004 07:34 am (UTC)
you should warm up and stretch and such before you exercise -
not just lip service to it, but proper stretches and such -
makes a world of difference the day afterwards.
Jul. 8th, 2004 07:47 pm (UTC)
You make an excellent point.

I shall endavour to remember that.
Jul. 8th, 2004 11:37 am (UTC)
Me a flatfoot
Heels always give me blisters!
Jul. 8th, 2004 11:38 am (UTC)
oh and
I still go barefoot at every opportunity. Or sandals. Hangover from Bangladesh.
Jul. 8th, 2004 07:46 pm (UTC)
Re: oh and
:D I love sandals.
I prefer going barefoot but nowadays can only do it on grassy surfaces- feet too sensitive.
Jul. 8th, 2004 01:06 pm (UTC)

Jul. 8th, 2004 07:45 pm (UTC)
those are lovely shoes. :)
Jul. 8th, 2004 09:19 pm (UTC)
Re: OoooooOOOOooooo
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