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We call this blog Stilettos, Stoli and Scribbles for a reason. Each of those three words possesses a meaning particular to our collective and common interests. And, I believe, K. R. Brorman, S. A. Young and I have ranked them in order of our priorities.

Generally, we write about the latter two elements — cocktail recipes, and most often about our writing and the collaboration among the three of us. We have given the first item — stilettos — short or no shrift. Let’s be candid. We three are shoe-aholics.

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Urban Dictionary

Shoe-aholic

noun: one who covets shoes and who owns more than they can wear in…. ever.

 

My closet has shoes ranked by heel height, color, season and purpose. Everything from an array of fuzzy slippers to casual and dressy flats to mid-heel business appropriate pumps to formal high heels to boots to sandals. No, I will not tell you how many pairs of shoes I possess. Let’s just say I have not reached Imelda Marcos levels of obsession. Yet.

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…or hat…

Every so often, I’ll part with an aging pair and send them on to the YMCA, but it’s not easy to part with them and I grieve.

For the first 20+ years of my professional life, I wore high heels every day to work and always for dates or social occasions. I could run in them, dance backwards – in spite of knee injuries and morphing toe joints, I wore them all the time. I don’t remember much, if any, pain. Maybe I’m blocking.

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Words of wisdom from one of our gods.

Then the business world changed, as did my career, and instead of sashaying to and from my office, sitting at my desk or in meetings, I was crawling under conference room tables to plug in my computer, hiking through airports, navigating filthy slush rivers at city intersections, schlepping documents and equipment everywhere, up and down stairs when I was too impatient to wait on an elevator. Working 80+ hour weeks. My wardrobe and footwear changed accordingly. My shoes, while still stylish, worked with slacks and trousers, were more durable and practical and, here’s the key, more comfortable. High heels were only worn for fancy stuff. Gradually, my body adjusted to a realistic center of gravity and balance. My feet, now able to stretch and flex, lost the innate ability to stand for extended times on toes. It became painful to do so. *sob*

This past weekend, I spent two days in heels and have spent the intervening days undergoing a form of physical therapy to readjust to life with flat feet. After five days of stretching and ibuprofen, my hamstrings are loosening up again, my lower back is no longer crooked, my hip flexors don’t cry out when I climb out of bed in the morning and my calves and arches are no longer cramping.

These are the culprits.

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I think they’re darling, but what price vanity? It gets steeper every year.

My personal trainer, who also happens to be a physical therapist, gently judges me for this digression into unhealthy footwear. She’s absolutely right, and she knows the damage that women do to their bodies forcing their feet and points north into this unnatural posture.

Recent studies have found that extended high heel wearing can lead to around a dozen injuries from a woman’s toes to her lower back, including shortened calves, muscle fatigue, osteoarthritis and altered posture. They change the normal walking cycle resulting in a less fluid gait. Changes at the ankle cause muscles higher in the leg and back to lose efficiency and strength. The load absorbed by the bones in and around the knee changes and can lead to injury.

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Can I get a witness?!

Are there things you can do to mitigate these sad effects? Absolutely. Calf and hamstring stretches can be very helpful. I like to drape myself backward over a fitness ball to stretch my back muscles, or lie on a foam roller with arms outflung to get a different stretch of back and chest. Hip flexors? Lie on your bed with hips at the edge and legs dangling, pull one knee to your chest and alternate. Planks are good for everything. A deluxe pedicure is nice, and there’s that lovely massage chair you’re sitting in while someone tends to your feet and calves. And then there’s the ibuprofen…

Will I stop wearing high heels? Not in my lifetime, but I go into it knowing I’ll suffer for it and will have penance to pay.

high-heels-pain-relief-extreme-measuresOften at the end of the year we reflect on behaviors and choices that we want to change or improve. Are there things you do that you know aren’t good for you, but will continue to do nonetheless? (Keep it PG, please.)

 

 

 

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