Teva Mush Love

I mentioned before that I bought some Teva Mush sandals.  They came today.  I’m wearing one pair right now to break it in.

The deal with the Mushes is the, well, mushy part.  It sort of gives away around your foot and cradles your feet.  Kind of like a pillow top mattress, but you don’t wake up with a sore back.

We had a pillow top.  It was terrible.  I will never buy another one.   I couldn’t move in that thing.  I’d wake up with all sorts of aches and pains as a result.  So we now have a plain mattress.  Scott wants a Craftmatic.  (I am not making that up.)  I want a Sleep Number bed.

But back to my sandals.  I love these things.  It’s like wearing a custom shoe, but cheaper.  I’m supposed to wear shoes unless I’m sleeping.  (And showering.  I can get these things wet, but it’s not going to happen on purpose.)  The doctor offered me one of those pretty bootie things.  I declined.  He laughed at me, too.  It’s alright, though.

I am trying to figure out if I want to take a chance at hurting my foot by riding my bike.  I love my bike.  It’s pink.  There’s a shocker.