I wasn’t expecting to do so in the last running class, but I was sort of thrust into the spotlight as the guest speaker asked for a volunteer. Because I wanted the class to pay attention, I decided to just volunteer myself. It turns out he wanted me to be his foot/leg model. So, I shucked off the shoes and socks and stood on a bench as he point out common foot injuries. The class got a really good view of my shins, calves, ankles and ridiculously flat feet.
I think there was a time long ago when I would have been embarrassed to show off my feet. I mean, flat feet aren’t normal. Sure, they’re common, but they’re still they’re kind of an abnormality as well as a hindrance. For the longest time I’ve had so much trouble walking long distances. It wasn’t until I did something to address my flat feet that I finally got to a point where walking wasn’t so bad. A little arch support goes a long way. Well, I think all of this running that I’ve done as well as all of the talks that I’ve attended have made me realize that no matter what, I’m still more than capable of running with such feet. As such, I’ve grown to respect my feet for what they are. Hence, I’ve had less issue with showing them off.
Thing is, if I had known I’d be showing my feet off, I’d have cleaned them up a bit. I wish I’d clipped my toenails. I wish I had time to take a pumice stone to them to wear down calluses. Is that so bad? I’m quite sure that people have already made judgements about me long before this foot modelling stint. So what am I worrying about? Bah.
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