I wrote up a basic first impressions review here... but I need to tell you how I feel now! Feelings! Let's talk about our feelings!
Oh my goodness you guys, these shoes are awesome!
Ok. Don't get me wrong. They're still ugly. That's never going to change. However, can we just talk about the difference they've made in my life? It's my blog, and that's what I want to do; so yes I think we can do just that.
You know I've got that back issue... I never thought a shoe, a freaking shoe, would make such a huge difference in the amount of slippyness I deal with when I'm on my walks. For real. My tailbone hardly ever slips when I'm out and about now (unless I've been ignoring all the signs and my body has to remind me who's really in charge). It's truly amazing to me. I don't really think I can put it into words and accurately describe the difference they've made, but it is like night and day. There, take that cliche and run with it ok?
I can walk longer/farther. I can even sprint! Don't need to put bones back where they go in the middle of the park. It's rad. It's like I'm normal or something. Almost.
And kids (small ones, not teenaged ones) think they're the coolest thing E.V.E.R.Case in point. I'm just walking around the park minding my own business and I see a mom, her 9ish daughter, and her 5ish son. Her son is on his bike (with training wheels. Not at all pertinent to the story, but it helps you visualize no?). They're walking towards me, or I'm walking towards them. However you want to look at it. Little boy is charging away on his bike. Sees me. Sees my feet. Slows down. We're getting closer to crossing paths. Slows down more. We're like 10 feet away now. Stops the bike. He exclaims "THOSE ARE FEET!!!!!!!!" in that excited way only a little kid really can. Points at my shoes and is waving at his mom to see the shoes that are feet.
His mind = blown.
I get lots of weird looks from grown-ups and those impossible to impress teenage types. I used to have a shaved head and fuchsia bangs. No worries, I can totally handle the WTF do you have on your feet face. I'm not sure they'll help me get a date with a cute guy but I suppose life goes on.
That's a post for another day.
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