A couple weeks ago, I was in desperate need of some new running shoes since some jerk broke into my car last winter and stole mine (WTF? Enjoy!) and I’ve been using 3-year old shoes since then.
So, I hit up Nike Outlet (oh how I love you, Nike Outlet). I found these fab shoes:
Pink? Check. Cute? Check. Cheap? Check. ($39.99!) My size? Ch….eh, wait.
I squeezed my foot into a 6 1/2 even though I’m clearly a 7. I rationalized to myself that maybe I could just “work them in”. I had Lloyd push on the end to see where my toe was even though I had them all scrunched up to make room.
So yeah, I bought ’em.
Now my knee is jacked up and I haven’t been able to work out all week. My poor little foot muscles are tight after being shoved into too small shoes. And I swear I’ve gain 5 pounds this week. Damn shoes!
I even had to make an appointment with the doctor because I’m so worried about my knee.
ALL because I HAD to buy cute shoes that were cheap! Urgh!
This weekend, I’m going to have to go out and buy ANOTHER pair of shoes.
Morale of the story: If you buy cheap shoes that don’t fit, you’ll end up paying double because you’ll just have to buy another pair (and make a doctor’s appointment!).
Shouldn’t I know this by now?