An exciting day

Hello All,

Have you every heard someone say or said yourself, "My feet really hurt in these heels"? Well I sure have heard many a friends say it. In the past, I have said, "Free foot massage when we get home", or something to that effect. Well now I know how it feels to say those words too.

On Saturday June 6th, I participated with around 150 others in the 'Walk a Mile in Her Shoes' event put on by the Women's Sexual Assault Centre of Victoria. It was a fantastic day. Cloudy but still warm. It starts with me running out the front door in my 3inch 'stiletto wedge' heels to get in the 'Trusty Tank' with Lisa and off we go storming down the road looking for things to run over. Lisa is wearing a reasonable ankle boot, two inch beige block heel. Very nice. Soon we are picking up Begum with her brown leather, top-calf high, 3.5inch point heel boots. Very stable. As we are heading downtown we are deciding which route would cause the most mayhem. Should we go via Fort and possible run over an ambulance heading to Jubilee Hospital or maybe through Hillside and pick up some extra shoes at Payless to go with our artillery gun range outfits. Glass wedge porno shoes not the best for shooting practice by the way.

We reach downtown, thankfully the Yate Street parkade accommodates tanks. lol. As I walk toward the exit door Begum lunges for me as if I was to step on a land mine and tells me not to walk on the ramp or I'll break my leg. This is where the first of many moments of interlocking with Nick's arms for his safety took place.

Begum surprised at my skill level allows me to walk free and of course I start to pose for photos. hehe. Check them out below. We are joined by Paule and soon the four of us, interlocked arms, are walking down government and now the Human tank is shoving tourists off the sidewalk into the traffic. Hope no one died. That would have been tragic. We arrive at our destination, QV Bakery for some morning breaki with Paul and Nikko. The team is assembled, Project Heals: Wearing Heels to Heal. We eat some super huge chocolate cake to grab an intense sugar rush to get us in that state of mind to march through downtown Victoria yelling chants, and waving banners/signs.

We sign-in, put our donations down, buy the shirts, and suddenly a feeling comes over me. I didn't feel unique anymore. I look around and notice that I don't stand out in the crowd. So many other men are doing what I felt was so special earlier. Such an amazing transfer in attitude. I think we have all felt moments in our lives where we feel unique and special. That feel of being stripped of that uniqueness is what took place for me. Very interesting, glad to experience it. Happy that it happened in a place such as this.


So we listened to speeches and then marched the streets; douglas to yates, yates to warf, warf to fort, fort to government, and then finally from government back to the start at centennial square. A great walk, stopped lots of cars(even one of my bosses from the bookstore) and made a lot of noise. THEY GAVE ME A WHISTLE! Silly people. ;) Sorry Paule for the loss of hearing in your right ear, it will come back soon...hopefully.

So after the walk we visited a few stores downtown, fan tan gallery, rogers chocolate, hope key bubble tea, and Women In Need(Where I tried to donate my shoes at the end of the day). Begum bought a beautiful hat, bracelets, and decorations for her apartment. I hope you all enjoy the photos below. Great fun. Everyone should wear heels once to understand what they truly feel like. And when someone says, "my feet hurt", they really mean their feet hurt. Most likely they have been quite about it for sometime. My ego played a big role on that day. I had a goal not to take them off until we reached WIN, but doing so definitely inflicted some damage on my feet.

Smiles
Nicholas

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Walk a Mile in Her Shoes