My Feet Hurt, and other tales of aging
They really do hurt, and it’s kind of annoying. Right after David was born, I went through a period when my hurt when I got up in the morning. My dear brother in law gave me a gift certificate for the Birkenstock store and I bought a pair and they stopped hurting. But, all good things must come to an end….the shoes wore out and I stopped wearing them. For a few years, I was fine. But now, the feet hurt again and not just in the morning, although that’s when it’s worst. It sort of lingers all day long in my, mostly in my heels, and it is annoying…like the sound of endless nails scratching on an unending chalkboard, except it’s my feet….hurting.
The other morning I nearly cried when I stepped out of bed. I think they reason the hurt so badly that morning was because I had spent the previous afternoon at the 6th grade dance at school, mostly on my feet. A dance, at school, you ask? Allow me to explain…the 7th graders went to the DC zoo, the 8th graders went to New York City so the 6th graders got to have a dance. Still doesn’t make sense? Well, not to me either, but I guess I just don’t have that administrative gene…
I decided to go with my favorite class, the self contained special ed classroom. These kids are the light of my world, honestly, mostly because they let an approaching middle age nerdy lady hang out with them. And they like me. They even danced with me. We took turns twirling each other. Unfortunately, the music didn’t really lend itself to traditional ballroom twirling. And here’s another tale of aging. I didn’t know *any* of the music. Not one song. Now, I have to say that all of the music was from the urban genre, which is not one that I follow, well, ever. But in my younger days I did at least no *some* songs with an urban beat. The other day, I knew none of them. And the music was too loud. There you go…I’m definitely beginning to get crotchety around the edges.
Now, I did get to hear one song that was really cool, the “Cha, Cha Slide.” Apparently, it has been around for a while and even has a recently released “volume two,” but of course, being a little crotchety around the edges I had never heard of it. But I wasn’t too crotchety to enjoy listening to it and wish that I had worn different shoes so I could dance a little more vigorously with the kids. The speech therapist in me thought, “what a great song for enhancing receptive language skills.” I couldn’t help thinking it.
So, after all that time on my feet, they hurt pretty badly the next morning. Enough for me to look up Danskos on Zappos.com, send the link to my husband and ask which of the choices were the least old ladyish looking. Once I start my new job, (with full benefits, Yay! No more $1200 a month COBRA payments) I will find a podiatrist and figure out exactly what this is. I’ve heard terrible stories about bone spurs.
There I go again…talking about my aches and pains. *sigh* Well, as my dad always said: getting older is better than the alternative.
Over, (but not out)
Miscellany
Reader Comments (5)
Aren't Birkenstocks supposed to be 100% repairable? (An unusual thing among shoes these days.) It might be worth checking what it would cost to get them fixed up.
You can get the fixed up...for almost the price of a new pair of shoes... if I recall correctly. I probably could look into it though. Jim just thinks they are ugly shoes. And, they kind of are...
Hope and pray you and your feet are feeling better soon. God bless.
How funny! I just bought two pairs of Danskos. They're currently on sale for around $40 at Marshall's -- sizes and styles vary, but they're very cheap compared to what they usually are (or so says my cousin, who wears them exclusively.)
They do fit very well and are very comfortable. However, they do need breaking in. I walked for several miles sightseeing with one brand new pair, and I have the blisters to prove it!
Thanks, Emily. I've heard about the breaking in part in the past. Jim and I finally got some long awaited for paychecks this weekend so I'm hoping to find a pair soon. I'll have to see if I can find a Marshalls...that's definitely a deal!