The only way I can make myself not feel dumb about what I did this weekend is to tell you what I *didnt do.*
- I’ve never had a bad habit of pushing my body to things that maybe it’s not quite prepared to do arthritis wise.
-On Saturday, I certainly didn’t go out with friends.
- In preparing for the Saturday night where I DIDN’T hang out with friends, I definitely didn’t jettison my comfy yet still attractive black shoes for 4 inch boots. I would NEVER do this because my doctor told me I could really hurt myself by putting all my body weight on the erosions in the balls of my feet.
- I certainly didn’t shake my booty on the dance floor in 4 inch instruments of torture black boots until 3 am.
Because I’m so much smarter than that, right?