Heal Feet, Heal!

Health wise, I'm not doing so fantastic. And it's really fucking things up for me.

The one thing that has gotten me the most fed up is my foot problem. I can't explain in words the amount of pain I get in my feet. I pretty much have to crawl out of bed. I bought night splints, but I can't sleep with them on. I wore it for three nights and in those three nights I only got 6 hours of sleep in total. I can't even walk across a parking lot to get into a store without having to push myself, because my feet feel so horrible.

Now let me explain why this has pissed me off the most.

Not because I'm going to be a teacher starting the 7th. I mean, it's a concern, but not a big concern. I'll have SOME time to sit down and relax my feet. Which helps a little bit.

One of my favorite things to do is go to concerts. Whether it be big gigantic shows with everything short of a dancing pony or tiny little shows in cities with broken toilets and starving bums around the corner, I always have a show to go to in the future. I go to many many many shows.

On Saturday I went to see a band that I see regularly. It was the first show I've went to since my feet have become a MAJOR problem. I drank a tiny bit (a very tiny bit) but my tummy was empty enough to help me forget about my feeties, until the band went up.

For starters here, I was wearing sneakers. SNEAKERS! I never wear sneakers. Only when I'm working out. But yeah, heels and flats were both out of the question unless I planned on not using my feet for the entire night.

I thought that sneakers would be a cure all. But they weren't.

So, when I see this band, I work my way up to the front row to dance. Um, yeah. By the first song I was leaning against the speaker in front of me during slower parts because I was in agony. I enjoyed myself, yes, but I usually enjoy myself more. I felt so.. restricted.

I have another concert on Sept 14th and the thought of it making me cringe. They're VIP seats, standing room only right at the front of the stage. I'm sooo excited but so scared. How the HECK am I going to do this? I'm going to be in agony for HOURS. It's different when it's a show like the one last Saturday that only lasts for like an hour. This show is going to be MANY hours. At the very least, three hours. Back when I used to do these long shows, I would sit on the floor for awhile. What do I care? A little bit of dirt is fine. I think it might be out of the question this time.

Anyway, as if this whole concert thing isn't upsetting me enough.. what about skiing?! I don't even want to think about it. I'm going to be very upset if my feet ruin another one of my absolute favorite hobbies.