I joined a gym. I’m losing inches. I’m getting stronger. I’m eating chocolate. I’m wearing shoes.
It’s been several weeks since I started working out at the gym again. The guard at the door verbally greets me with half open eye lids. He even confided, one day, it was tough to get up at 4 am to come to work. I smiled in solidarity. I’m practically a regular.
Which is why I felt it was the right time to remove my shoes.
I’m giving up my shoes but I don’t think I’m giving up chocolate.
I’m not sure how many people think it is crazy but there have been enough people over the years commenting on my preference for bare feet that it’s more than just in my head. Add the public shower barefoot fungus phobia to the intense germ-a-phobia that exists in the gym as evidenced by the plethora of anti-bacterial gels on every exercise machine. Let’s just say, I gave up my shoes but I didn’t trumpet the virtues of barefootedness. (besides on here, of course)
PSA – Foot fungus develops in warm moist areas that don’t dry out. No shoes = dry feet = poor environment for fungus growth
We’ll see if I continue to get away with it or if I get asked to put the shoes back on. If that happens, I’m giving up the gym.
I’m still won’t be giving up chocolate though.