something to NOT do.
Jan. 14th, 2004 09:25 amSneakers in winter.
I don't care if it isn't snowing and you think it will be fine.
Yesterday when I went to my overpacked storage compartment to acquire some of my missing Stuff, I wore running shoes. Cross-trainers. Whatever. Mine are by Mizuno, and I bought them last spring in anticipation of a trip to Universal Studios (the theme park) that never materialized. I have really screwed-up feet, and the arch support and heel cup and padding in these are amaaaaazing. Plus they are all happy lime and grey with little reflective patches here and there, and a partly-hollow sole with a Really Cool Design, and the shape isn't horrible, as athletic shoes go: I don't feel like my feet are stuck into two bags of polyfill.
But this turned out to be the problem.
I never noticed that the whole upper toe area is a layer of nylon covered with a layer of mesh. This is advantageous if, say, you happen to have, you know... hot, sweaty feet. From running, or exercising, or engaging in some other activity of which I would probably disapprove. (I kid. But I've always worn these shoes either for indoor pursuits or for things where I needed a lot of foot support, like moving.) So, I'm wearing these yesterday, probably the first time in the last month that I haven't worn my winter boots out to run errands. And I cannot get and stay warm. As soon as my feet hit pavement, I start shivering. It takes me until after the storage compartment trip, when I was getting tea at Starbucks and my Print Gocco at Blick, to realize that the wind is going right through the nice "breatheable" part of my shoe. Chilling my feet. Then chilling me. I couldn't understand this, because I was wearing long pants and a long-sleeved shirt and a wool/cashmere dress coat and a wool hat and a scarf and gloves, and in the house, even before putting on all the outerwear, I was so overheated that I was becoming nauseous. Then I figured it out: it was the shoes.
Today's plan: unload the van! Wear a sweater instead of a long-sleeved t-shirt. Wear winter boots. Booya.
Also, call doggie hell (groomer) & arrange for
arwen_isobel to have a bath. She stinks.
I don't care if it isn't snowing and you think it will be fine.
Yesterday when I went to my overpacked storage compartment to acquire some of my missing Stuff, I wore running shoes. Cross-trainers. Whatever. Mine are by Mizuno, and I bought them last spring in anticipation of a trip to Universal Studios (the theme park) that never materialized. I have really screwed-up feet, and the arch support and heel cup and padding in these are amaaaaazing. Plus they are all happy lime and grey with little reflective patches here and there, and a partly-hollow sole with a Really Cool Design, and the shape isn't horrible, as athletic shoes go: I don't feel like my feet are stuck into two bags of polyfill.
But this turned out to be the problem.
I never noticed that the whole upper toe area is a layer of nylon covered with a layer of mesh. This is advantageous if, say, you happen to have, you know... hot, sweaty feet. From running, or exercising, or engaging in some other activity of which I would probably disapprove. (I kid. But I've always worn these shoes either for indoor pursuits or for things where I needed a lot of foot support, like moving.) So, I'm wearing these yesterday, probably the first time in the last month that I haven't worn my winter boots out to run errands. And I cannot get and stay warm. As soon as my feet hit pavement, I start shivering. It takes me until after the storage compartment trip, when I was getting tea at Starbucks and my Print Gocco at Blick, to realize that the wind is going right through the nice "breatheable" part of my shoe. Chilling my feet. Then chilling me. I couldn't understand this, because I was wearing long pants and a long-sleeved shirt and a wool/cashmere dress coat and a wool hat and a scarf and gloves, and in the house, even before putting on all the outerwear, I was so overheated that I was becoming nauseous. Then I figured it out: it was the shoes.
Today's plan: unload the van! Wear a sweater instead of a long-sleeved t-shirt. Wear winter boots. Booya.
Also, call doggie hell (groomer) & arrange for
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