I washed my night boot yesterday. It is the second time I have done so in the 2+ years that I have owned it. On one hand, one doesn’t often wash his shoes. On the other, he doesn’t often wear his shoes to bed. So it seemed reasonable to wash it at least occasionally.
Last time it required surgery to remove the plastic insert from the fabric casing. I learned during that process that the plastic bent, and when bent, would fit through the original hole, sans surgical expansion. So I sewed up the previous C-section and was able to remove the insert through the standard canal this time, as I had used triple thick string.
Yesterday’s main task, however, was the shorten the big strap. The velcro overshot the velcro strip, meaning that it was either loose on my calf or prone to detach. Removing three inches of run and resewing it together was all that it needed.
I can’t explain to you how nice a washed, well fitting night boot is. Really, I enjoyed it thoroughly. It’s at the point where I have a hard time sleeping without the boot, but now, clean, snug, secure; it’s wonderful, I’m sorry, I’m gushing.
That’s a good thing. If I have my way, I’ll be having a non-invasive surgical procedure done to my left achilles in August. The walking boot is much more claustrophobic, and when I’m home I hope to wear the feather light night boot in its stead. Of course, one can’t walk particularly well in a night boot, but that doesn’t matter, I don’t need to walk anywhere.
Nightbooting
deserves a feather-light boot.
I’m not sure all these runners understand.
It’s not like years ago–
the surgical expansion,
the recklessness of plastic–
they cannot see my velcro.
It’s loose on my calf,
prone to detach.
I did just buy Automatic For The People you know.
Just the idea of plastic being “reckless” is cracking me up right now, but that’s the only thing I could think of… hee hee.
i love bess.