I'm having bizarre problems with shoes lately.
It's been warm, so I've been trying to wear flipflops, but I've gone through four pairs in less than four weeks. Two pairs broke- necessary pieces snapped right off- within days of my buying them, and the other two developed tendencies to rub through my skin. The last pair managed to cause a fairly severe wound before I stopped wearing them; it's not that I didn't know it was hurting, I just thought I could wait until I got home to change shoes, or that I'd have more of a warning before, hey, blood. Possibly I should work on being less stubborn.
Now I have a problem in that I'm not willing to wear any flipflops for a time, since the scrape is right over the tendon below my big toe, and there's no flipflops in the world that wouldn't wear it open further. However, wearing regular shoes is also not working, as the one time I tried it the scab melted and stuck to the sock and there was oozing and believe me, you don't want details.
So the obvious solution is for me to just go barefoot for a while. It's not terrible, as long as you stick to sidewalks and watch out for gravel or broken glass or similar things, and I carry a pair of flipflops with me everywhere to sneak through doors and into restaurants and such. But still. I feel so caveman. It's really strange to be out and walking with bare feet.
The strangest things happen to me.
It's been warm, so I've been trying to wear flipflops, but I've gone through four pairs in less than four weeks. Two pairs broke- necessary pieces snapped right off- within days of my buying them, and the other two developed tendencies to rub through my skin. The last pair managed to cause a fairly severe wound before I stopped wearing them; it's not that I didn't know it was hurting, I just thought I could wait until I got home to change shoes, or that I'd have more of a warning before, hey, blood. Possibly I should work on being less stubborn.
Now I have a problem in that I'm not willing to wear any flipflops for a time, since the scrape is right over the tendon below my big toe, and there's no flipflops in the world that wouldn't wear it open further. However, wearing regular shoes is also not working, as the one time I tried it the scab melted and stuck to the sock and there was oozing and believe me, you don't want details.
So the obvious solution is for me to just go barefoot for a while. It's not terrible, as long as you stick to sidewalks and watch out for gravel or broken glass or similar things, and I carry a pair of flipflops with me everywhere to sneak through doors and into restaurants and such. But still. I feel so caveman. It's really strange to be out and walking with bare feet.
The strangest things happen to me.