I am a champion. Wanna know why? Last Thursday, I spent 12 (yes, 12) hours in high heels. If you happened to hear about my epic tumble down the stairs last month, then you know this is a big deal.
To be honest, I rarely wear heels. I wish I did more, but I’ve always cared about the comfort and care of my feet and ankles more so than being able to strut around and tower over people. I’m also about as tall as my boyfriend, so wearing heels makes me feel a little bit like a giant.
Though I definitely prefer flats or sandals on a day-to-day basis, ideally I’d like to be able to rock the heels at special events or weddings. Apparently though, if you never wear heels, you fall down the stairs in a dress approximately 15 minutes after putting them on for a wedding and do many other highly embarrassing things whilst wearing them.
This leads me to one of my October goals: invest in a decent pair of heels and survive a full work day spent walking in them. Well last Thursday, I CRUSHED this goal.
Besides the thrill of hitting a goal, it also felt pretty bad-ass to walk around in heels all day successfully, without falling down the stairs or tripping, etc.
Though I’ll never understand how heels came to be one of womankind’s best friends, I’m glad I can say I conquered them, even if it was for only a day. Baby steps…
Before I peace out, I’d like to direct your attention to this lovely video that my good friend Beth shared with me. It’s utterly hilarious and of course makes me wonder why, as women, we do this to ourselves. Enjoy!