Happy Sunday all! I went to a mall last night with my husband. We had a couple of errands to run there and we had dinner. (Yes, date night when you get a little older, combine the errands with a quick meal in the mall.) I was fine through dinner (which was only after briefly looking at the store through which we walked to get to dinner). After dinner we started to walk to the 3 stores where we had planned to go and after the first one the pain hit. Legs, arms, back, you name it, it hurt! Funny thing though, that wasn't the main thing on my mind. I was really marveling at the fact that so many women were walking around the mall in ultra high spiked heels!!!! How the blazes do women walk around in those??? When I go to the mall (even when I was well) I wore shoes that were made for walking. Now, I know that when I was young I could wear heels fairly easily for extended periods of time but I still never walked around a mall in them. Now, I know my pain really made me notice the shoes since anyone I've ever met in my situation looks at heels with horror but still, walking a mall (many with small child/baby in tow) just seems like a ridiculous shout to the world for less than positive attention.
OK, I'll get off my soap box, at least about that topic. The other thing (well, one of them) about going to the mall are the huge groups of kids who just don't get out of the way. I know that I'm sounding really old right now but I was shocked by the crowds of young people who either wouldn't get out of the way or who were walking so closely to our backs that I felt like I was a part of their conversation. We had to move several times because groups of kids were close enough to step on the backs of our (comfortable) shoes.
I'm done now. I'm going to do the errands that must be done today and hopefully not cry from the pain in public. Looking forward to getting home and sitting down in front of a football game.
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