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February 1, 2011

A Hellish Start to Winter Walk Off

Note: If this comes off as whiny, it's really not. I thought the whole situation was funny.

Two different events collided today that ended in the worst walk ever

One: I decided to join in on Bikewalkweek's "Winter Walk Off" challenge, where you go for a short (or long) walk outside every day in February.

Two: The house is undergoing construction. Since this neighborhood is fairly close to the airport, the airport is installing new windows that will reduce the sound of airplanes in all the neighborhood houses.  The main floor has been overtaken by two construction workers. Overall, this is a good thing, especially since it fixes the problem of a difficult-to-open bathroom window. The only problem is...I don't know where anything is.

For the most part, it's been easy to stay out of their way. I occasionally run downstairs to grab food or use the bathroom. And I never intended to leave the house until they were done for the day. But, then, I ran out of cigarettes. 

'Well, crap,' I thought. 

Getting to the porch where my shoes were wasn't going to be easy since the doorway was blocked off by a piece of plastic. I'd have to leave through the front door and walk across the snowy walkway to the porch entrance. Not a big deal if you have shoes but my shoes were on the porch. :-(

But, then I spotted them! In the corner of my closet was an old pair of high heels that I had forgotten about.

'Awesome! I'll use those to get to the porch,' I thought.

I dusted them off and put them on, grabbed a jacket, and hobbled out the door. And I say 'hobbled' because I haven't worn heels in over ten years, especially not three-inch high high heels. I'm not exactly graceful in them anymore.

I opened the porch door to discover that my sneakers were not there. I had no clue where they were and probably won't know until the workers have gone home for the day.

But, I needed cigarettes. And, so, I walked 1/2 mile to the store in the three-inch high high heels. Over the snow and ice. And on the road because few of the residential streets in this neighborhood have sidewalks. Not recommended. Ouch.



Inappropriate winter footwear


It could've been worse. They could've been strappy and cold shoes.

4 comments:

Tokyo Biker Mommy said...

They look pretty reasonable for a winter walk. But then again, i live in Cali. ;-)

I'm taking my 4-yr old son to see my family in WI next week, we are both excited about the snow!!

Ferd said...

LOL!
At least you probably looked great in them!
:D

Berryvox said...

TBM - They used to be comfortable! Ten years ago, I wouldn't have had a problem with them. Have fun in WI! :)

Ferd - Ha! I hope so. I did get a strange look from one of the drugstore managers that looked kinda like, "You don't really belong in those, do you?"

Emm said...

Ha! I love the label of your photo above! "Inappropriate winter footwear". Considering that I walked around in cowprint wellies when it snowed here, I couldn't possibly comment.