Every summer I fight the battle of the heel. They get dry from wearing open shoes and have a tendency to get cracks if I don’t take care of them. I hate it when the skin on my feet gets snagged on the sheets. If I have the opportunity to go to a day spa I will choose a pedicure over everything else. For about nine months of the year my toe nails are painted (usually red).
It appears I have a foot thing!
So, with wearing open shoes every day my heels are suffering. When we went to the Night Safari the other week there was a Fish Spa and I thought about it for two seconds before handing over my money and dangling my feet into a pool of hungry fishies.
As soon as they saw me take a seat the fish swarmed my way. Eagerly awaiting my dry and flaky feet. This freaked me out. Polite fish would wait and let me put my feet into clear water, to ease me into this.
For a while I could only bear to put my heels in. Their raspy little nibbles in the arch of my foot and between my toes tickled, but eventually i relaxed and the experience was quite pleasant.
I only paid for 5 minutes (although it felt longer, I think I got a couple of extra minutes) and, sadly, my feet were less than half done. In fact, a couple of days later they were the worst they had ever been and I had to take a trip to the pharmacy to buy a foot file thingy and some heavy duty foot cream.
Next time I will dangle my feet until the fishies swim away and my feet are baby-bum soft.
Who knew I could three posts about FEET? I apologise to any readers who have a feet phobia.