Alright, so last Wednesday was my first day trying out this new job in my office, and after trying on a million different outfits I decided to go with a shirt, my shorter pair of black pants (most of my pants/jeans are long because I’m short, so I wear a lot of boots), and the new pair of flats I bought a few weeks ago. I hadn’t worn said flats yet, but I wore them around my apartment while getting ready and figured I would be good.
NOPE. Just on the walk INTO my job, I noticed that the shoes were rubbing pretty painfully against the back of my heels. And when I sat down and took a look, I noticed I was actually freaking bleeding. I didn’t have any other shoes with me, and there were no band-aids around. So I went through that entire first day trying not to grimace every time someone offered to take me down the hall or up to the copier to show me how to do something. Clearly I wasn’t going to tell them that every step hurt like hell, because I just met these people and it was my first day in this department and I felt like an idiot. By the time I got home, I had no skin left back there.
So, I spent the rest of last week with band-aids on my heels and wearing my good ol’ boots and veeeeery slowly they started to heal. Today I was excited to finally go to the gym (haven’t gone in over a week and I feel like crap), but I threw on my moccasins just to go get my sneakers out of the car and just that short walk from our front door to my car had me limping and started re-opening the wound on one side. So apparently I’m STILL not healed enough to wear any shoes with a low edge that ends right on the back of my heel, like I don’t know… sneakers, or my Skele-Toes that I work out in.
Basically, I am the SLOWEST HEALING PERSON EVER, and now I can’t work out until my heels are completely healed because any low shoe just fucks it up again. That is the DUMBEST freaking excuse ever, but seriously. It hurts. It hurts in a way that makes me use six different curse words for each tiny painful step. I’m hoping that they’ll be healed by next week. As a side note, the second dumbest injury I ever caused myself was the time I hurt my back playing Wii Boxing and I couldn’t go to work at Waldenbooks the night that I was supposed to help do a massive amount of book unloading and shelving.
So that’s how I’m doing. Make me feel better a little, would ya? What’s the dumbest way you’ve ever hurt yourself?