What I am MOST excited about is that I'll go back to being a regular invisible person in public. Apparently, wearing this boot is an open invitation for people to come tell me about their boot stories, or their friend's boot stories, or just to ask me all about my boot. I've been approached at Walgreens, at the grocery story, in an elevator, and many other places. I've chatted with young people, old people, guys, and gals. "What did you do?" is the most common question. I just answer, "I ran too much." Here are some other enthralling comments I've had the pleasure of listening too...
"Nice boot! I'm supposed to be in a boot too! But I didn't feel like wearing it."-- guy in line at at King Soopers
"Oh I feel sorry for you. I had to wear a boot for months. I broke my foot dancing too much at a wedding"-- lady in the dairy isle at Whole Foods.
"Too bad you have to wear that thing in the middle of the summer. I dropped a shampoo bottle on my foot and had to wear a boot for almost 6 months. The x-ray did show it was broken. I don't know what I did!" -- another lady at Whole Foods... a few minutes after chatting with the previous lady.
"How did you break your leg?" -- lady in the elevator at doc's office. Seriously?! I think I LOLed. I'm wearing a boot on my foot. broken leg!? It took everything in me to not say, "I was climbing Mt. Everest and had to battle zombies." I'm fairly positive that a broken leg would require a little more than a Velcro boot. I guess she was just trying to be friendly.
The majority of people just say, "what did you do?" and I just say, "I ran too much." Then they say, "I hope you feel better." and I just say, "Thanks." Easy enough.
I started thinking about how my pregnant pals complain about strangers approaching them to touch their baby bellies and quiz them about "when are you due?", "is it a boy or a girl", or "you're about to pop." At least with a boot, no one feels the need to rub my foot and baby-talk to it.
go run some!