About ten years ago I bought a pair of trainers. They were great, bouncy, marvellous swooshy things of Nike. I wore them a couple of times and someone called me ‘bouncy’ and that put me off. I was but a fifteen year old Superfiona worried about being too much ‘bouncy’ and not enough ‘cool’. Because, I don’t know if you know this but: ‘bouncy’ is a little too close to ‘ball’ which is a little close to ‘rotund’ and ohmygod do I look FAT in these trainers, shit?
I put them away for a decade. But, my bouncy trainers and I have recently been re-acquainted. My other trainers fell apart on the treadmill, you see…
Initially, on our re-acquaintance, my bouncy trainers were fine. A little blister on the side of my foot after running non-stop-for-an-hour but that’s okay, right? And then my toes started to hurt a little, but, fine. Run some more, break them in. And then my feet started to hurt a lot. But I worked out beyond the pain, jog jog jog on the treadmill, swish swish on the cross trainer, push on the stair climber, convinced that I just needed to break in my trainers. I never actually looked at my feet because I rarely have cause to stare at my toes -
- until now, today.
Today, I have ACTUALLY LOOKED PROPERLY AT MY FEET for the first time in about a month and: oh, my, Christ. My toes have gone purple. I have showed them to everyone who wants to look at my feet and they are all in agreement, that my toenails will probably fall off oh my god and my trainers must be too small. My poor toes have been bashing on my bouncy ill fitting trainers and now are horrifically bruised. Purple toes!
All this time I have been declining anything nice to eat, chanting ‘my body is a temple!’ But in actual fact I have been deforming my toes which means my body is probably NOT a temple after all.
My poor body, the feet of it are broken!
I have had to drink some wine and eat some chocolate to make myself feel better.
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oh no toes! i went to buy some new trainers last weekend. went to niketown. and got completely bamboozled by a) the immense choice b) the staff telling me i need different shoes for each separate sport (and probably for breathing too) and c) the prospect of running on that gait machine thing. i tried on some high tops and went home. hope your toes get better soon,
The idea of a gait machine appeals right now, seeing as my last trainer-purchasing trip was obviously not a successful one. But, I suppose you’d have to take several different pairs of trainers each time you go to the gym?
I think swimming and painting my poor purple toe nails might be the answer… To Pyramids swimming & leisure I shall go!
Bad luck – this happened to me, too, when I started exercising regularly – mainly running.
I’ve since bought two pairs of Asics trainers and they’re great. The newer pair were about £60 I think but well worth it. Had no problems with them, though I now dislike running and never run over 3 miles so not sure how they’d be for long distances.
Hope your toes are okay.
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