My sister and I, living hundreds of miles apart, had the same apprehension before our different Lasik surgeries to improve our long-distance eye sight. What each of us worried about -- to the point that we asked our doctors for reassurance -- was, "would our feet get cold?"
Cold feet is a huge part of my life, due to poor circulation down among the toes, which might or might not be due to a cold wintery day in which my sisters and I were stuck outdoors in a snowstorm and got a bit of frostbite on our feet. Who knows how it started? I'm now a person who wears shoes even in 80+ degree weather. The rest of my body can be steamy warm, and my feet will still be clammy cold. (So it was a relief to each of us to know we'd be able to wear socks and shoes during the Lasik surgery).
All that is a lead-in to why it's a big deal to me that my most-favorite-ever pair of summer shoes is nearing the end of their life.
- I got them used from a so-called thrift store, an environmental and economic double-win;
- they're a color that matches much of my wardrobe;
- they are flexible and easy to walk/run/jump in;
- in fact, on some of my trips out of town I've used these as my running shoes,
- they have awesome traction so that I can ride a bike in them (making them super awesome compared to most smooth-bottom dress shoes);
- they are just dressy enough that I can wear them with dresses;
- they keep my feet warm in the summer.
|Awesome traction underneath; |
but now my toes are peeking out the sides.
After months of hunting, I've found a nearly-as-nice successor pair (not quite my color, but I can deal).
That eases the sadness of saying good-bye, a bit. Adieu to my shoes.