Showing posts with label sore feet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sore feet. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

I Bought Shape-Ups

As a bartender, I am on my feet a lot. In the last year or so, I have noticed that 8 hours of standing is a lot harder on my body than it used to be. I have tried shoe inserts and arch supports, but sadly, they are in constant need of replacement and buying them makes me feel like my grandma. So I'm vain, sue me.

Recently, a couple of the servers at work have gotten Shape-Ups. While they buy into the claims that the shoes will tone their legs and give them booties to rival J. Lo, I'm not so convinced. I have heard a lot of talk that the soles were super cushiony and that their feet weren't hurting nearly as much with these new-fangled kicks.

At $109.99 a pair, I thought the girls were cuh-razy! I mean honestly, who spend that much money on shoes you can only wear to work!?!?! (Yes, I have been known to drop that much on a pair of boots or heels, but work shoes?!? Hellz to the no!) But the talk kept on. And my feet were sore. Oh, my poor, poor achy feet.

And then I caved.

I came home from work on Saturday night, having worked a very short shift. All I wanted to do was soak my feet and have them massaged. They. Hurt. So. Badly.

On Monday, I headed over to the local shoe store. The Shape-Ups were front and center as I walked in. And they were on sale. $79.99! (I still choked a little.) I picked one up and couldn't help but to fondle the sole. They were so squishy. They were soft. And they were supportive. And heck, maybe, just maybe, they'd give me an arse like J. Lo's... (Just sayin')



I'll tell you flat out, I think the shoes are ugly as sin. Fortunately, I stand behind a bar and no one see my feet. And truthfully, if in the end, my poor little tootsies feel a bit better, I can sacrifice fashion. I'll let you know how it goes...
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