Cankles

In a universe long long ago and far far away my feet didn’t swell. Not after a train ride, hours in the car or a transatlantic flight. I used to look at those old ladies with bulging toes, grooves cutting into the dorsums of their feet and shake my head secure in my youth and health.

Then I had four children and several decades of traveling. No longer quite as young and infused with so much arrogance reality has struck (of course I am sure that it has been aided & abetted by a couple of DVTs ~ 15 years ago). But support stocking have taken the place of funky and fashionable socks for traveling. Basic black is elegant, right?

heavy duty calf highs

heavy duty calf highs

I don’t care if I have to take off my shoes and walk across the dirty floor at security screening. It doesn’t bother me in the least to have someone else look at my sandals with socks. I know have the certainty of years and — I don’t have fat toes at the end of the day.

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One Response to Cankles

  1. Cat says:

    It always amazes me what some people wear on their feet – and still believe that it will have no effect at all down the track…but then I have never been able to wear anything except “sensible”. What really gets to me is seeing a pre-school age girl wearing shoes with “heels”. Can’t help wondering what that is doing to their feet (and spine).

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