I had to post the juxtaposition of these two photos.
The first is a picture of my shoes from last year, right before I swore off heels. These were pretty standard daily shoes… until I found myself in the thick of triathlon training. Oh, I loved fancy shoes….
But even after I wrote that old post, I actually did not swear off fancy shoes entirely… I went flat for a bit, but I was back to the habit of the heels like a crack addict. Why does my hip hurt??
…it took me some hard lessons.
I did not swear off the stilettos until I broke my right foot (while wearing precious khaki green wedges) and sprained my left foot (wearing adorable brown leather wedges).
Well, as I got ready at the gym today, I realized that the color and “genre” of my shoe had not changed…
…but oh, how the fanciness has.
Strapped in. Flat. Sensible. Lame. Ready to rock.
Next stop: Easy Spirit! I hear they’re having a sale!!!
Welcome to triathlon. Where your feet and hips suddenly become more important than the sassy shoes.
I never thought I’d see the day.