Before I became a slave to my desk I was an aerobics instructor. My footwear consisted of sneakers or sandals. I put a lot of wear on my feet during those years. I taught many high impact classes and as a result I had a stress fracture in my foot. But even that didn't stop me from teaching. I learned to hop around on one foot or land just right so I didn't feel pain. I'm quite certain the doctor would not have agreed with the abuse I gave that foot, but it's hard to stop someone dedicated to fitness.
As that part of my life phased out and I transitioned into office work I found a penchant for high heels. Following true to my mother, I have developed bad feet. Bunions and blisters have been my primary enemy. And while the pain is quite bad at times I still can't break the habit of wearing heels.
High heels make me feel thin. There I said it. Since I no longer spend hours upon hours exercising I have developed what I call chair butt. I'm certain the combination of a slower metobolism that comes with age, a more sedentary lifestyle and the unfortunate need for drugs to control my heart I don't have that rail thin body anymore. I am very aware that wearing a pair of heels doesn't change the size of my back side anymore than it would change the number on the scale. They just make me feel better about myself.
My mom's feet are awful. Her bunions are huge and her toes are permanently bent and overlapping. I don't want those feet when I get older. I realize exactly that is potentially on the horizon for me if I don't make a change.
I would estimate my feet hurt about 75% of the time now. It doesn't matter if I am barefoot, wearing sandals or heels the pain is non stop. I consider having surgery to take care of the bunion issue which is likely the cause of most of the pain, but mentally I'm not prepared to give up my heels.
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