Hindsight

I’m a cheapskate!  My wife is really cheap too but we call each other frugal so we don’t feel badly about being cheap skates.  A couple of years ago I needed a pair of high top tennis shoes to play basketball.  I wanted high tops because I had sprained my ankle and I thought they would help.

So I went to Ross and started looking through racks of tennis shoes.  I found a pair of Air Jordans, (I said it was a few years ago) that were beet red and cheap.  The problem was they were a half size too small.  But I tried them on and I thought they were a little bigger than the size (did I mention I’m cheap) so I bought them.

I went to the gym and played for about 30 minutes and the shoes worked great.  They were a little snug but I like them that way (cheapskates are great rationalizers.)

The next time I went to play we played a double header and I played more of each game.  I noticed my toes hurt a little at the end of the first game but I hadn’t been exercising or running much so a little pain was to be expected. 

When I started into the next game I knew I was overdoing it and thought, “I’m going to be a sore tomorrow.” And I thought, “My feet sure hurt but I can’t quit in the middle,” so I finished the game.

I went home and pulled off my tennis shoes and my white athletic socks were soaked in blood!  I pulled off my socks and both my big toe nails had lifted totally off my toes because of the intense pressure my short shoes were putting on them.

We make choices and then our choices make us.

I chose to be cheap.

I chose to buy wrong size shoes.

I chose to play too long.

It was my wife’s fault.

How do you like that logic?  Works for me.