Since Lucy was born (and well, while I was pregnant, and really, for a while before that) I haven't worn high heels. Last night, we went to D's Christmas party for work, and I decided to look cute! So I put on some brown wedges.
I had to sit down for about the latter half of the night.
I used to strap on heels and go swing dancing, for pete's sake. How the heck did I do it? Last night, while completely stationary, my back ached, my calves were strained, and I just felt lousy for the whole night. They're pretty comfy heels, as heels go.
I don't know why we do this to ourselves.