Gaw-dammit.
Yes, I know it's March, and it's Vermont, but in the past couple of weeks we have seen temps in the 50s and that's damn near summer for us. I'm trying to get my ass outside and snow (the very stuff that bought me a visit from the Couch Fairy) is really not helping.
I did take my first official voyage on the USS FiveFingers yesterday. I wore those babies ALL day. Through rain, and mud, and dark of night. The best part? My feet feel awesome. No pain. I expected pain, since many people have said the Veebs take some getting used to, but I guess I'm a natural.
Granted, I didn't go for a long walk or anything, but I did wander around a grocery store and drive. Nobody asked me what was going on with my feet, and no children ran screaming from the store seeking protection from the horrific monstrosity that was my footwear, so overall, successful venture. Bonus - my ankle feels good too. I thought I would become a human barometer since I have metal in my bone, but it's feeling dandy.
My driveway is gravel and I rather enjoyed feeling the stones without FEELING the stones. The ground was squishy and cold, but not uncomfortable. It was oddly liberating, not just because my toes were free to flex and wiggle, but I was triumphant against Mother Nature (What? Is that all you got beeotch?) while still being me and not layered in TechWick or ThermoGuard or FrigidBeGone fabrics.
The driving was weird though. I stalled my little standard Kia a couple of times because I was just a tad bit farther than usual on my clutch.
Here are some photos of my beloved Veebs. We're gonna step it up a notch this weekend and do 3 miles of walking! Bam!
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