This post is a love song to Superfeet. I know I talked about them in my last post but I want to devote this entire space to Superfeet and how much better they make me feel.
Not necessarily in my running shoes -- although they are quite nice. (And no, I'm not running, I'm Mrs. Elliptical/Sporadic Stairclimber right now. I'm using the term "running shoes" generically, to apply to the shoes I wear when I'm exercising and not running, which is the story of my current life.)
When I really feel the love for Superfeet is when I'm wearing regular old flats or Converse sneakers or any of the many pairs of shoes I own and love that offer absolutely zero support. I thought I was going to have to let them all gather dust and stare at them mournfully while I donned goofy old lady shoes with tons of built-in support ... wrong, wrong, wrong!
God bless the Nordstrom salesperson who told me about the Superfeet street shoe inserts. That's probably not the correct term, but that's what they are: inserts for street shoes. All I need to do is slip them inside a pair of my good-lookin' shoes and I feel like I'm walking around on a cloud of heaven. I actually relish the feeling of my feet inside my shoes and that, I must tell you, is an exceptionally rare experience. One that I can honestly recall having only during the first outing in a great new pair of running shoes, ironically enough. God willing I get to enjoy an experience like that again -- and if I do, I'm sure it will be due in part to Superfeet!
Here's what the new loves of my life look like:

Not very impressive at first sight I know. But, as they say, you can't judge a book by its cover. I'll carry that a step further to say you can't judge Superfeet by their non-inspiring, black molded plastic presentation. You must walk around on top of them to know the joy they bring!
And here is a link to the Superfeet website so you can fall in love with the possibilities yourself:
I want to get everyone I know a pair of Superfeet for Christmas. Joy to the world!
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