My feet hurt. Perhaps it’s a product of growing older and wearing too many ill-fitting shoes throughout my life, but I am spending more time these days thinking about my feet.
It started as an occasional bout with something-or-another in the ball of my foot that would cause it to sieze up like an engine without oil. That pain actually had me remove my shoes in the mall one day and walk stocking footed to my destination. It’s happening more frequently.
I’ve tried insoles: full insoles, heel insoles, toe insoles, gel insoles, you name it. I’m trying to migrate away from wearing heels but the problem with that is that most of my pants are of the length that require a heel. Now I’m faced with hemming my pants, NEVER a task that I have enjoyed. And I still need to dress well for work, so I have to find something to wear on my feet that’s comfortable yet looks nice.
In the summer months my feet don’t hurt. I usually wear flat sandals or flipflops or, best of all, go barefoot.
So, now I’m faced with a dilemna: hem my pants or move to Mexico where I can go barefoot all the time. Tough choice.