I'm-a post on here an' see what happens

[dragonlady7]

Stiiilllll crannnnkyyyy. My bruised-spasm'd-whatever asscheek is mostly healed, but the other hip is still wonky. Skating on it hurts, not skating on it hurts. It is almost, and i say *almost*, bad enough to go to the doctor for. But this week has been slow at work, plus the district manager isn't around, so I feel OK sitting around not even pretending to look busy. So I've been staying off my feet much more than usual, and the pain has lessened considerably.
It is probably an overuse kind of thing; I undoubtedly need to suck it up and buy new sneakers, which I desperately need, and also need to start working out more outside of derby. I don't, because in what free time am I going to do that-- I'm fighting off everyone else's illnesses, including a couple of teammates' something-with-a-104-degree-fever that I do not want, so I'm devoting a lot of time to staying current on my sleep, thanks.

Yeah my sneakers date to about '03, maybe '04-- I was definitely working at the airport when I bought them-- and besides having the linings all torn up at the heels, they just plain stink. It gets to a point where you just can't Febreze 'em. I need new ones, and it's not an extravagance to suggest such. There's an Adidas store at the outlet mall in Niagara Falls; that's where I got the two pairs I have. Which have lasted me an embarrassingly long time. I need to go back there. I don't wanna.

That's the kind of cranky I am now-- still all low-grade stuff. I just don't want to do anything. Nothing is appealing. I'm not angry-cranky, I'm just hardcore unenthused. Which is a stupid dumb boring way to be, and makes me crankier, natch. Gruh.

But I have this weekend off. So I'm going to see how that goes. I want to go shooting on Saturday, but if we get the killer monster snowstorm we're supposed to, well, I'd rather stay at home and drink cocoa with booze in it.

At one point this afternoon I had a sudden strong craving for the taste of red wine. I'm drinking some now, but I dunno. It's not as good as it was in my head. I think maybe I need to drink at work more.
Just kidding.
Sort of.
Ugh, I don't know if it becoming spring will help. I'm living, but I'm not living much. Nothing pleases me. I'm in a rut. Maybe that's why I keep having the urge to buy things? I don't know, i've never been a retail therapy sort. But I can't get over the constant wanting of things. It might be an attempt to distract myself from the general malaise?
Hm.

Comments

[eveiya.livejournal.com]

Are "sneakers" the same thing we call trainers in the UK? I've never been quite sure of that, but if so, you can totally wash stinky trainers in the washing machine - just wash them with a load of towels or put them in one of those mesh laundry bags or an old pillowcase to stop them banging around inside the drum too much.

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

Yup, sneakers are trainers.
... I guess I knew you could wash them but never really believed it. It won't save them, really; the padding is all compressed and they're torn up inside. But now I feel really creepy and gross for never having tried to wash them before now!

[jenaiabird.livejournal.com]

i blame it on SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder). Like, Cabin Fever on the rag.

i have been sustaining on Hot Chocolate + Grand Marnier and Hot Apple Cider + Spiced Rum. In fact, need to brave the sideways snow after work to get more Chocolate; cause I may not be able to leave my house ;)

now that we are doing more active exercising (read: running. blech), i need to upgrade my Running Shoes. They are about 6 yrs old; I used to only wear them for working out... then stopped working out... and they became everyday shoes. I have weird feet so it's always an ordeal. Up until this current pair; Nike has always been the best fit for me. I may have to change that now. meh.

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

My sister swears unto me that Fleet Feet Sports are awesome and will help you pick the exact correct kind of running shoe. I may try it; I always figured I wasn't special-needs or anything but now with derby I find all these bits of me that get injured if I don't treat them just so. So I really ought to go down there and find The Right Running Shoes. But I don't want to, because I hate running... And I need everyday shoes.

I bought Z Grand Marnier for Christmas because I knew I'd want some. :) And then I bought myself amaretto. I wanted to stay home today and have my boyfriend, hot cocoa, and amaretto; I told my coworker sadly this morning that instead I had him, gas station coffee, and fake amaretto-flavored creamer. At least we don't have any customers.

[jenaiabird.livejournal.com]

it's not even so much a "special needs" thing. different people have different feet, and getting well-fitted shoes for something other than shopping or going to a concert is always preferrable. for the longest time Nike fit better than Reebok or Addidas because I have long feet but flat arches.

in the last few years my arches are doing funky things; and the Nikes are too tight and i have keep playing with the laces (or my toes go numb).

i usually just try on a bunch of different ones at Dick's or Lady Foot Locker, figure out which ones give me the best fit; then look for them cheaper elsewhere.

(i did that with soccer sneakers to confirm boot size for my skates, LOL)

[kkatowll.livejournal.com]

Fleet Feet is actually really great. But two problems: expensive (and the shoes don't last long, to my sadness) and all the ones I've seen are very well ventilated, which means very cold wet feet if I go anywhere in winter.

[kkatowll.livejournal.com]

Oh but you CAN go there, get your feet diagnosed and just buy the inserts, which is really the only reason I love that store.