November 06, 2005
Ow.
I've gone and hurt my foot somehow. A sharp shooting pain that starts at the base - right in front of the heel. I limp. I'm lame. I have a feeling it has something to do with Converse sneakers.
You see, out of insouciance coupled with footwear laziness, I pretty much wore Converse all week. By Saturday morning I began to notice a bit of discomfort. By the afternoon the discomfort became full fledged pain. As soon as the symptoms started I pretty much knew that the Converse were to blame. Feet slapping the pavement with only a thin pitiful Chuck Taylor sole for support and protection. Of course, by the time I acknowledged the problem, it was already too late. Switching footwear at this point was a mere vanity - the damage was already done.
So now I am sitting in my apartment - shoeless - hoping that the problem will somehow correct itself by morning. Either way I have learned a valuable lesson which I hope I will not soon forget: alternate the Converse days. For the love of god, alternate the Converse days.
you are the foot-pain allstar, C. i ought to loan you my massager, but that would be dirty. foot-dirt on my 1970s-era vintage cold-metal back massager! woh would be me.
Posted by: kalika at November 7, 2005 06:58 AMwhy don't you treat yourself and go get a foot massage? get an hour's worth of reflexology and you'll feel better. everyone does after a good sturdy handjob. Especially if it's by a complete stranger. don't forget to tip.
Posted by: eric at November 7, 2005 01:45 PMThat's sound advice. Thank you.
Posted by: charles at November 8, 2005 09:00 AM