And I'm glad to be here 
I've been going barefoot all my life, but never in public. That was until middle school, when a couple of friends and I were goofing off during lunch. We were bored (and also crazy) so naturally we decided to come up with dares to make the boredom go away. We were outside in the fields when we were doing this, and there was a track to our left where a P.E. class was doing their daily warm-up.
One of my friends got the bright idea to ask if any of us would be willing to run around the entire track barefoot. Of course, nobody was. Nobody except for me. I always wanted an excuse to be barefoot in public, so without really thinking twice about it, I decided to shed my shoes and socks and run that track like it was nobody's business. As soon as the P.E. students left for the gym, that is.
I managed to make it halfway through before the pain became unbearable. Thankfully, one of my friends brought me my shoes so I could finish the rest of it. But yeah, long story short, my calves and knees were throbbing for a few weeks, and I never went barefoot again.
That was until a few weeks ago. I take regular walks around the neighborhood park now. Barefoot of course. And I'm making sure to take it slow this time!
I haven't exactly gone barefoot anywhere else, and I'm not sure if I want to... but who knows? Baby steps! Thanks for reading, and I hope to meet some fellow Oregonians out there
I've been going barefoot all my life, but never in public. That was until middle school, when a couple of friends and I were goofing off during lunch. We were bored (and also crazy) so naturally we decided to come up with dares to make the boredom go away. We were outside in the fields when we were doing this, and there was a track to our left where a P.E. class was doing their daily warm-up.
One of my friends got the bright idea to ask if any of us would be willing to run around the entire track barefoot. Of course, nobody was. Nobody except for me. I always wanted an excuse to be barefoot in public, so without really thinking twice about it, I decided to shed my shoes and socks and run that track like it was nobody's business. As soon as the P.E. students left for the gym, that is.
I managed to make it halfway through before the pain became unbearable. Thankfully, one of my friends brought me my shoes so I could finish the rest of it. But yeah, long story short, my calves and knees were throbbing for a few weeks, and I never went barefoot again.
That was until a few weeks ago. I take regular walks around the neighborhood park now. Barefoot of course. And I'm making sure to take it slow this time!
I haven't exactly gone barefoot anywhere else, and I'm not sure if I want to... but who knows? Baby steps! Thanks for reading, and I hope to meet some fellow Oregonians out there
