Anyway, there was obviously nothing wrong with my shoes, but rather my feet.
|Do you know how hard it is to take a picture of the back of your feet?|
I played golf the night before where I shot a "Paula low record" of 53, (look for me on tour soon-or not) and I had on my golf sandals that gave me two beautiful blisters on the back of my heels. So when I put my tenny runners on-it hurt like H-E-double hockey sticks. I did the ol' XLMIC trick of popping them and doing the band aid thing, but I really didn't want to chance ripping up my tender skin any more than it was already massacred. The biggest reason was because I'm running the pups this weekend and I didn't want to be all gimpy on the course. I totally failed at running on the national day of running. Kudos to those of you who went out and rocked it-I'm proud of you!
I did want to get a work out in though. I hoped that if I did some biking, it wouldn't bother my blistered bunny feet. My clip shoes made me aware that I had some tender areas but seemed ok enough, so I took Eeyore out for a jaunt. The toughest part was that I'd put 13.5 miles on the day before (yes and golfed on the same day-'cause I'm crazy like that) in a mere 47 minutes. (you do the math to figure out my pace-I'm not gonna tell!) So to ride bike a second day was tough on my trashed legs, (because running wouldn't be?) but at least my feet didn't hurt!
|Eeyore left a love mark|
They're completely impractical, and totally abnormal for my foot wear choices (minus one pair of leopard heels). I LOVE them. Plus when I wear them, I'm taller than Mr. P-hee hee. I was feeling a little silly about the buying these crazy FMP's but I've decided that-(those of you who are related to me may want to close your eyes here and stop reading now)- I'm going to wear them as lingerie. Actually I informed the sales guy my intention of boudoir footwear and he just laughed. As I walked away, he said "I hope your husband enjoys your new shoes!" Seriously? How could he not?