What Kind of Shape Do They Mean?

In August of 2010 I purchased a pair of  “Shape Ups”.  Sketchers™, the manufacturer, boasted these shoes would not only help you walk correctly but they promised to tighten my ass.

They were a bit pricey, but one of my favorite stores had them marked down, so I figured – why not try them? I was the first to admit that my ass needed some tightening. Perhaps they will help me walk correctly and help my back too.

Well, I brought them home and there was a DVD and an instruction manual you had to view before wearing the shoes for the first time.  Say What??  I was 50 years old. I have walked in tennis shoes most of my life.  And doing it all wrong, at least according to Sketchers™. Thank goodness that I bought their Shape Ups and they will help me walk correctly at last.

The maiden voyage did not go well. The arch of my foot was higher than the heel. This  was dangerous for a klutz like me. We stumble often in normal shoes. I felt like a toddler must feel on unsteady ground. I tripped and fell a lot. I appeared mobility impaired. My sister laughed at me. She got a pair the same time I did and walked like a normal person. The brat!

Real Shoe vs. Shape Up
Real Shoe vs. Shape Up

The first months of learning how to walk all over again was difficult. Not, however, as difficult as standing still was. One has to rock and reposition their feet in order to not topple over. This feature is supposed to get our legs in shape I guess. My legs always ached, especially my knees. My thighs were not happy with me either.  And there was no tightening of the ass going on – at all.

It took me a year+ to get used to the damn shoes, and now I have had enough. I dug out a pair of my old real tennis shoes and wore them to work yesterday. Big Mistake. Obviously my Shape Ups have molded my feet into submission. After half a day, I could barely walk in my old shoes – and it was very, very painful. I have a feeling that new shoes will take a long time to get used to.

I’m wearing the Shape Ups again this morning. I don’t have the energy to fight with my feet anymore and I have no time to stand still anyway…

Not a Good Day

Pissed Off GorillaIf we morphed into creatures representative of our moods, this was me yesterday. The gal above lingers a bit today, but she’s not so large or angry. Hopefully she doesn’t smell as bad either.

I drive to work on a dark country road. At 5:00am all roads are dark, but this one has very few street lights. Suddenly, a  cat appears in my headlights and then I hit it. A very sickening Thud and a bump.

My first thought was “I hope that wasn’t somebody’s kitty“. The next thought was “Oh crap! That was a black cat“. I’m not a superstitious person, so I wasn’t afraid of bad luck  following me. For the most part.

Oh, but it did. And it was not even a black cat. It used to be a small skunk.

The smell has somewhat lessened over night. I think. I’m not sure because I have a cold and my sense of smell is obviously impaired. I was thinking that I blew all the skunk off the car when I drove home. Then, hubby got home and he was coughing and gagging after stepping out into the driveway.

I tossed the super-duper, turbo air conditioning container (from the bathroom) into my car and closed all the windows, but it was no match for the skunk-mobile.

The perfume I have in my office drawer should help some. I plan on staying in my office and rescheduling my meetings anyway.