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Summer Thoughts: A Dollar for Your Walks

My nutritionist recently encouraged me to make sure that I am getting 8,000-10,000 steps a day (now revised to just walking an hour a day, which is closer to 6,000 steps a day.). William has a saying in his family that you should always buy the best tool you can afford to get the job done, so I decided that if I was going to start walking more, I needed better walking shoes as my cute footwear is not cut out for the job. 

(Picture here of William and I walking around Laguna Beach last weekend to try to get my step count up!) 

Honestly, I don't like tennis shoes or athletic shoes because there's just nothing cute about them. My brother Ryen told me that ugly shoes are trending this year, so that makes me feel a little bit better about taking our loop around the the neighborhood wearing Amazon fashion + ugly shoes.  I spent hours researching the most comfortable+best looking tennis shoe, and I ordered a pair from a company called Hey Dude.  

However, my HD shoes got trashed during the delivery process, so I went with Sketchers Go Walk, which are a brand that has fit my feet fine in the past and had about 60,000 positive reviews.  When they arrived, it looked like they would work just fine.  A slip on navy blue shoe with a nice padded area on the bottom that looked like they would be comfortable.  

There was one problem, though.  I could barely squeeze my feet into the shoes.  But I got them in, and we started off on our walk.  One shoe was rubbing on my heel, but I thought, okay, sometimes you have to break the shoe in a little.  By the time we'd taken about 500 steps, though, there was a spot on the back of my right foot that was a total mess, and I could hardly stand to take another step because it hurt so much.  (And yeah, I know that sounds like I was being a total drama queen, but I'm not exaggerating, it really hurt.)

We sat down for a moment on a bench at a nearby Mexican restaurant, and William said, "I wonder if I have anything in my wallet that would help."  I was thinking a band-aid.  He was thinking maybe a dollar.  

Yes, he pulled out the dollar.  We folded it up.  We put it between the shoe and my messy blister, and it worked. I was actually able to walk quite comfortably with the dollar in my shoe, and we finished our entire walk that night.  Who knew that a dollar could save the day?  

My thought for the day is to add a dollar to your first-aid kit because it could come in handy.  

The shoes are now working pretty well, but I still have to wear a band-aid on my heel when we go for our nightly walks if I want to be comfortable.  

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