Shhhhhhhhh, my feet are killing me!
Two things happened yesterday. Well, a lot of things happened yesterday, but two that I am deeming important enough to influence this blog. In the morning I was walking and chatting with my friend Sandy K. She is a massage therapist and was describing a session with one of her clients. While working on “Client X”, she found a huge knot/mass in X’s foot.
“What’s this?” she exclaimed, as loud as you need to exclaim over quiet-and-relaxing music/waves/gong bells/chanting/trickling water, etc.
“That’s from the five inch heels I wore last night.” (I’m hoping that Sandy misheard, due to the face that her face was buried in a fluffy covered face pillow.)
When Sandy inquired to how she could actually walk in 5-inch heels and cope throughout the night, she said that after awhile her foot would go numb and she *currently* was unable to feel the ball of her foot. I am using the name “Client X” to protect her identity. So far there is no plan to protect her from herself. I remembered my grandmother’s mantra was sacrifice for beauty. I assumed she meant sleep, or money, or maybe even comfort. But the nerves in the body? Wow!
That same evening I took the rare opportunity to go and listen to music with some friends and co-workers at the new-and-fabulous hang-out spot in Ventura. I danced. I even had three olives out of a martini. As I looked around at the smorgasbord of shoes and feet, obvious were the shuffles, small strides, and downright LIMPS of people dressing up. And it made me wonder…
WHO HAS A SHOE HANGOVER this morning? Forget the wine-induced haze and tequila headache! What do your FEET feel like today?? Is it all thick and comfy socks, Epson salt soaks, and ankle braces? Elevated limbs, deep tissue massage, and Tylenol?
Inquiring minds want to know!
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Yes! I wore three inch heels to a party last night. Walked only maybe ten minutes to and from the car, and around the party. Sciatica! on the way home! Necessitating much stretching and rolling around before bed. Numb toes this am. From ten minutes! Keep up the word. Kay
OK….I wore heels last night on a date to W2O and asked you, Katy if you were doing a shoe check!! I loved your response, it’s a special occasion….no rules need apply (unless it hurts you!).
So, I am 50 years old, have worn heels (and eyeliner!) since I was 14. I only buy heels that are open toed, generally only slip-ons too. Cause I hang out at the beach in flip flops ALL THE OTHER MOMENTS OF THE DAY!! Now, for work, I go for really cute, hip, and comfortable (a little rise makes me feel fancy). Advice (take it or leave it): the more expensive the shoe candy, the better it fits.
I consider myself a barefoot girl (even with heels, at a moments notice, I can kick them off and run in the sand!) No back problems, yeah! And I HATE tennis shoes, they are the ugliest, most not attractive way to cover your feet.
Love your classes, Katy….as I need work on the top half from 30 years of computer work!
I also went to a party this weekend out of town. As I packed my suitcase I debated over sexy high heels or earth shoes. Having come so far in my healing process I brought only earth shoes so I wouldn’t have the option when the time came to “dress up”. Almost every other woman there was wearing some type of heel and almost every woman had taken her shoes off, was rubbing her feet or complaining about how much pain she was in by the end of the party (we did a lot of dancing!), I however felt great, danced the night away and felt much sexier than those limping to their cars! Hey I just gave an earth shoe story!!! Thanks Katy for being so instrumental in my healing process and how healthy I feel today.
What kind of shoes were you wearing to dance in? I am still in search of a few pair of shoes that can be worn for those “special occasions” that have more class and fashion sensibility than earth shoes, especially some that could be worn to dance in. Earth shoes don’t work for dancing. So far, the only thing that works for me are jazz, tap or ballet shoes worn with metatarsal pads. This is fine for dancing at home, but what about the new and fabulous hang-out spot in Ventura?
You ever see the movie Wall-E?…
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Since giving up my high heel shoes last year, I feel like I’ve been left out in the cold at parties. I know that I’m comfortable and sensible, but still miss the looks I got walking by in those heels. I think it’s called the “ready for mating” pose, where the ankle is straight up at an inhuman angle. So… I’m not so ready for mating anymore, maybe that’s a good thing! V.
I was out dancing that night as well and wore flat slip-ons. They were hard to dance in and I really wanted to take them off, but I was afraid of all those heels would come after my toes. Dancing bare foot is way more fun and functional than pretending to be pretty.
I love my pumps and have suffered the discomfort for years. It’s was worth it! These days though it is slings and flats because the pumps are SO UGLY! I won’t wear them! Good for my feet I guess. :0)