Back on heels again

I am happy that I am able to go onto my stilts, sorry high heels again. It has been nearly a month I think and its not been a really nice feeling. I really rely on my artificial height to balance the constant broadening and widening of my physical shape and being constantly on flat shoes does not make me feel elegant by the slightest bit.

Honestly, I don't think my ankle has really healed. We went for a massage on Saturday night and I had forgotten to inform the massuse of my weakened limb and had to grin in slight agony when she flexed it. Its really slight though but noticeable none the less.

Why do I still persist though? I really can't take being short and dumpy any longer so yes, in essence, I am a little concious of my looks. Actually my shoes are my best assets in my wardrobe so without them, I feel like superwoman without her skintight lycra suit.

So there. Now to ensure that I walk REALLY carefully.