We were playing something called Pickle Ball at a social gathering, and I was playing barefoot. It is like tennis/ping pong with a woofle ball and stubby wooden paddles. It was couples matches, and my husband and I were playing a couple that we had just met that night. Part way into the game, the gentleman of the other couple, probably 30something FWIW, asked if that didn't hurt my feet. I said no and added that I run barefoot, since I figured that would help him understand. He exclaimed some surprised, but impressed word, then asked what type of surface I run on. Naturally, I went on to describe a few surfaces, but didn't realize I was speaking Barefooteese until my husband broke in apologetically and explained, "she runs on asphalt, moslty." Ah, a simple answer, and the look of confusion disappeared from the man's face. And we went on playing Pickle Ball on the smooth, freshly painted cement tennis courts.