Yesterday a girl ran her bike into mine
I went over my handle bars and my left arm is twice as big as it should be. Cool!
I woke up at 6:50 to Jeffrey asking if I would like to fly to London with him later today. By 7:00 airfare had been purchased and we had gotten tickets to Penn + Teller’s show on Saturday night.
The one thing we failed to do before booking was check the hotel situation. Jeff is on it right now at home, as the immediate results we found were a bit terrifying (only $400 a night, guys! And not even available for both nights!) so hopefully we find something before our 16:40 flight tonight.
But regardless, exciting :)
Nike, my wallet, and completely irregular sizes.
I have a really nice pair of Nike running shoes that I wear to the gym sometimes. I only wear them sometimes because they don’t properly fit me at all, and make my toes tingle and ultimately go numb. I know, I know, my fault, but I didn’t notice it when I first purchased them so woe is me.
The interesting thing is this: this morning I inspected them to see what size they were before purchasing a new pair today.
I’m a well seasoned traveler. I know sizes are rarely accurate and thanks to wide feet and high arches, my shoe size can range anywhere from a woman’s 8.5 to a 10 US. Never have I ever been sized into anything larger than a 10 US or a 41 EUR.
Or so I thought. My Nike trainers are a 42.5 EUR. A women’s 11 in the States. And they’re too small.
The shoes are pink, by the way, and clearly state on the box that they are a US women’s 9.
Nike is whacked.
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