Reminded me of this Prelude-(So I broke my ski boots over the weekend and so I bought new
boots on monday). I have always hated the period of time when you go up
the mountain and have to spend the first couple days breaking in you
boots and having to deal with that whole period of time where they are
uncomfortable as a broken condom. So I was thinking and thinking, trying
to come to the answer to skip that whole period of time and jump right
back into the grove of things. Thats when it came to me, I would wear my
ski boots to bed!. It was as if the word of god had been whispered into
my ear, I could have the boots break in while i slept!, I wouldn't have
to be awake for the discomfort as the boots moulded to the contours of
my foot. So I got ready for bed last night strapped into my boots and
hopped into bed with a shit eating grin on my mouth thinking I had just
thought of the greatest thing since porn...
I wake up
with my alarm blaring notifying me that I had another dreary day of
school ahead of me... The only thing that pained me more then hearing
that noise was my feet which felt like they had a jack hammer taken to
them and had a fat chick sitting on them all night. The pain was
excruciating, the first thing that came to my mind was "My ankles are
broke, my ankles are broken!". I then swung my legs off the side of my
bed and as fast as i could unclipped the buckles and booster strap. I
could feel the blood flooding back to my feet as the pain seemed to
pulsate from my numb toes to my throbbing ankles. I first reached for my
right boot and tried to wrench it off, the second that I tried to pull
my foot out a pain like nothing I had never felt shot up my entire leg. I
couldn't believe it I was nearly in tears trying to take off my stupid
ski boots. I found out that the slow method did not work trying to get
my foot out because i could not bear the pain for more then 2 seconds. I
then decided that I would have to treat it like a band-aid. I then
grabbed the back of my boot with one hand and the tongue with the other
and trusted my foot up and and pushed the boot away with all my might. I
screamed in agonizing pain as my foot felt like it had been crushed in a
vice. I cringed at the thought of having to go through that whole
ordeal once again with my left foot..... Now i know that many women
claim that pregnancy is the most painful experience someone can go
through but i think it would be comparable to trying to shit out a ski
out of your ass, thats how much this shit hurt. I praised the lord that I
was finally out of my prison, I thought my whole ordeal was over and
then I took my first step towards the bathroom to soak them in the
bathtub. My whole freaking leg collapsed, it wasn't like when your leg
falls asleep and it just kinda feels numb and tingly. My foot and ankle
just wouldn't freaking work, I was like "HOLY CRAP I JUST KILL MY
FEET!". I was petrified that I had done them up to tight and had cut off
the circulation to my feet and that i would need an amputation. I began
to rub them vigorously trying to get the feeling back into them, I sat
their for a good 20 min rubbing them as the feeling gradually came back
into my feet. In the end I skipped school for the day because I was
barely able to walk without cringing. 15 hours later and they still hurt
like a MOTHER F*CKER.
But yea it should be better for you in the next couple weeks
