Birks

Sunday I bought my first pair of Birkenstocks. I tried on a pair of Chacos Friday and looked at shoes on Saturday at Belk. My foot didn't seem to want to fit into anything other than the Birkenstocks so I paid out the bucks and now have a pair of granola crunchin', tree huggin' Birks for the next umpteen years. I wore them to work on Tuesday and left my walking boot in the car, just in case it would be needed. I survived the day and it was nice to give my calf some exercise. The walking slowed down though from the boot to the shoe.

At my PT appointment on Monday, I arrived early so while waiting in the car, I took off my boot and started massaging my foot and bending my toes. Rather than put the boot back on, I walked into PT with my new shoes. The therapist seemed happy because that opened up a few more exercises for me to do with my shoe on. I still did the balancing act on one foot. It was easier in the shoe over being completely barefoot. Today at work, I balanced for 45 seconds in my shoe. Until the shoe gets broken in, the sole is very stiff, which is what my foot seems to need right now.